Lyrics:

this has nothing to do with you

I know where I'm going sunday

windmill fish I'll move

when the wind moves me

I'll make a roadway from the shells

(from my shells)

I'm shellfish and not ready for you

because you're not ready for me

I'm not ready for me ever feel that way?

maybe the treasusre will be full of people

and we'll share our lives one day

this has nothing to do with you

I'll walk blind if I want to

maybe I'll take a trip where all I see

is blue and white

make a boat of paper and wax

just enough to get there

(I won't want to return)

discovered lots of clues but not the chest

not the x still looking for the x

this has a lot to do with you

here's the note I never wrote

preocupation has paid its price but...

believe all of this has made me

sick as well

I'm shellfish I'm in the ocean

I can't here you

I don't know what I know anymore

I'm not ready for me ever feel that way?

triangle that consumed us like

all those ships at sea

what price to be opened? I'm drowning I'm breathing I'm living I'm dying frowning I'm smiling I'm laughing I'm trying shouting I'm screaming I'm happy I'm

dreaming my nightmares are leaving It's dark and I'm tired the pain is receding I'm guilty for happy the cloud will not catch me I'm falling again I can't let water in

I can't build a boat to return

(I guess I got what I asked for)

and I'll cry when I'm glad

(because it's not what I'm used to)

well here's my blue and white

(not that different than when I started)

I don't know I'm still young

we'll make pirate hats and rule the sea

I'm shellfish

jellyfish point of view

I'm in the ocean I can't hear you

You've found the x don't ever worry

be happy

and we'll dream of a day

much like today...