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