Blue crab
I saw the blue of a crab in the sand
He scurried off when I reached out my hand.
He scurried away, he scurried away
just driftwood and gulls on Chesapeake Bay.
I fell in with a believer in ghosts
She showed me all of her photos as proof.
I wanted to see, I wanted to see,
but her camera was blurred
their spirits are free.
But you never have given up on me.
I'm blurry, but you don't seem to need to see.
I fell in love with a woman like you
I held her close and then tore her in two
I scurried away, I scurried away
still possessed by her breath, I stowed her away.
But you never have given up on me.
I'm blurry, but you don't seem to need to see.