michael ellis - Marina

Ein Song über das Heimweh einer lieben Freundin.

left and right
corners and eaves
trees without leaves
and rain

you see
i'm not a townie
my heart is lost at sea
i guess

i'm a seashell
not much more i can tell
i thrive in the salty breeze
sea as far as the eye could reach

i'm a shell
i don't need no get wells
i gaze at the island
once in a while and
i'll be sort of fine

in the hall
children playing ball
couldn't hear the gulls
even if they were there

sometimes i
like to walk by
the harbour pretending
i'm back there spending
the weekend at home

cause i'm a shell
no other way in hell
nose in the breeze
don't we agree
this is the best thing

i'm a shell
and not street gravel
Clement's and Michael's
to sum up my vitals
i will be back home

it's there with the wide
cliffs and the hedgerows
seagulls and tide
spray and light
a couple of miles
you see the world ending
i'm coming home
in a little while

yes i'm a shell
no other way in hell
nose in the breeze
don't we agree
this is the best thing
we'll ever see

i'm a shell
i don't need no get wells
i gaze at the island
once in a while and
i'll be sort of fine

i'm a shell
and not street gravel
Clement's and Michael's
two of my vitals
i will be back home