S e a s h e l l

© 1999 lyric: Marisa Bozza, music: Kevin Paez & Marisa Bozza

Sarah Bellum's in the Braincloud riding nightswells to a bomb
yeah she's going down again without her blinders on.
She says:

There lives a choir of shellfish at the bottom of the sea,
and we'll be breathing lightyears while they're only drinking tea.
We'll be breathing galaxies, unpolluted by this dream
and we'll hear the echo wonder, and we'll hear the oyster scream
when the ocean opens wide, we'll discover she's just the
matter in our minds in a nother frequency,

He come on on like a rainbow
can i put him in my mouth?
swallow the halo
spit the tornado out.

Come on like a Hurricane,
Come on like a Bell,
Come on like the Whisper of the Seashell..