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.