Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowry C G That means no where I come from. I am cold, out waiting for the day to come. C F I chew my lips, oh and I scratch my nose, feels so good to be a rose. C Oh don't, don't you lift me up like I'm that shy, no no no no no, G just give it up – F G C There are bats all dissolving in a row F G Am into the wishy-washy dark that cannot let go. C I cannot let go, so I thank the lord, and I thank his sword! G Am 'tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored. C F C G F O, morning without warning like a hole, and I watch you go. C G F There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road. C G F There are some dragons who were built to have and hold. C G F And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly. C F C G F and some bellies ache with many bumblebees. (and they sting so terribly). C I do as I please. Now I'm on my knees. G Am Your skin is something that I stir into my tea. F Am And I am watching you and you are starry, starry, starry C G F and I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown. C It's why I love this town. Well, just look around: Am just see me serenaded hourly! celebrated sourly! F G C dedicated dourly; waltzing with the open sea – G F G Am clam, crab, cockle, cowrie : will you just look at me? C F C G F x3 (3rd time) G C Oh… Hmm