Look at me I'm smooth like a shell,
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Put your head down
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You can hear the ocean.
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Hold my body - feel it roll,
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So much inside and it's all been broken.
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You know it's just one step out it could all be over
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You know this could rip us out at the seams.
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I'm falling; it's all in your hands,
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Don't let it wash away.
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I'm aching; don't take it all away,
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Breaking the shell again.
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Look at me I'm out on the edge,
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Put your hand here
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See I'm bleeding.
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I can't get it, get the light out -
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I can't seem to tear out the feeling.
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You know it's just one step out it could all be over
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You know this could rip us out at the seams.
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I'm falling; it's all in your hands,
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Don't let it wash away.
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I'm aching; don't take it all away,
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Breaking the shell again.
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I am a box, I am a fish, I am a trail, I keep you warm,
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And I remember stripping down to meet the water,
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Wading out to where the sky turns under,
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My insides smooth like a shell,
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Like a shell...
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Shell
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Heather Nova |