E B Hermit crabs and cowry shells A Crush beneath his feet as he comes towards you E B A He's waving at you E B Lift him up to see what you can see A He begins his focusing E B A He's aiming at you E B And now he has cutaways from memories A And close-ups of anything that E B He has seen or even dreamed A And now he's finished focusing E B He's imagining lightning A Striking sea sickness E B A Away from here E G# A B Look who's laughing now that you've wasted E G# A B How many years and you've barely even tasted E G# Anything remotely close to A B Everything you've boasted about E G# A B Look who's crying now E B Driftwood floats, after years of erosion A Incoming tide touches roots to expose them, E B Quicksand steals my shoe, A Clouds bring the f-stop blues E G# A B Look who's laughing now that you've wasted E G# A B How many years and you've barely even tasted E G# Anything remotely close to A B Everything you've boasted about E G# A B Look who's crying now