St. Mary's Walk - Shearwater

Claire lives up on St. Mary’s Walk with her mother

I live down on Philomel by the harbor

And I hate the ocean

And I hate the ocean

And I hate the ocean, well

Claire says she’d throw me overboard then that she loves me

And she kisses me on the mouth and says I’m ugly

And I hear the ocean

And I hear the ocean

And I hear the ocean roar

The water pulls around the pier, dark and rusted

And I know the kindest face with a sailor’s eyes still can’t be trusted

But I feel the ocean

And I feel the ocean

And I feel the ocean swell