That means no where I come from
I am cold, out waiting for the day to come
I chew my lips oh, and I scratch my nose
Feels so good to be a rose

Oh don't, don't you lift me up
Like I'm that shy, no no no no no
Just give it up
Oh, there are bats all dissolving in a row
Oh, into the wishy-washy dark that cannot let go
Well, I cannot let go, so I thank the lord oh, and I thank his sword
Though it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored

O, morning without warning like a hole, oh, and I watch you go
There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road
And there are some dragons who were built to have and hold
And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly
And some great bellies ache with many bumblebees, and they sting so terribly

I do as I please, and now I'm on my knees
Your skin is something that I stir into my tea
And I am watching you and you are starry, starry, starry
And I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown
Well, just look around, it's why I love this town
To see me serenaded hourly and celebrated sourly
And dedicated dourly, waltzing with the open sea
Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie
Will you just look at me?