[intro - sonar ping, reverb trails, hydrophone, glass synths, bowed viola ] [verse 1] I'm looking for a new shell (shell) like a softbodied crab picking through plastic. Drift through the water column like a dead oyster. [chorus] When you meet me don't tell me I have so much potential just open your hand like an empty shell. [verse 2] Sand in the soft parts calcium bloom. I can feel myself hardening around the wound. molting. Between structures. [bridge] “You’ve got this drifting, exhausted surrender tone right now. The bridge probably shouldn’t fully abandon that…” "but it can mutate it.” [instrumental - whale call, glass synths, sonar pings, pulsing ] [verse 3] If you find me don't pry me open— just let the water move through. [gull calls, field recordings, water textures] I don't need a brighter future I need a tidepool shallow enough to breathe in. [pre-chorus] Let the current name me something small enough to carry. [refrain] When you meet me don't tell me I have so much potential just open your hand like an empty shell. [outro]
