At a shore on a sunny day…
One shell laid inverted on another,
A giant foot stamps hard on it.
The sand shifts to take them in.
Nothing changes, nothing breaks.
That’s how I don’t care.
My heart’s laid bare, take it in,
You never know when the sand gets wet,
And molds into hard clay.
‘Cause then the shells will break,
When the foot pounds in,
With a little more weight.