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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ooberman
Performer
Danny Popplewell
Vocals
Sophia Churney
Vocals
Steve Flett
Bass Guitar
Andy Flett
Guitar
Alan Kelly
Drums
The Duke String Quartet
String Quartet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Popplewell
Composer
Sophia Churney
Composer
Steve Flett
Composer
Andy Flett
Composer
Alan Kelly
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Street
Producer
Lyrics
No tears from a summercloud
Til off the shore the stars come rolling out
As the voices fade
Tired of bad advice she whispers,
"Ooh, watch the moon
Can't you see? This is me."
Shorley Wall
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
Where the ocean swells and leaves you small
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
Just watch the moonrise up on Shorley Wall
Who could ask for more?
If life is an open book
She'd rather read the pictures for a while
Let the bastards moan
'Cause where she falls, she falls
and she says,
"Ooh, give me time
I need to find
Who I am inside."
Shorley Wall
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
Where the ocean swells and leaves you small
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
Just watch the moonrise up on Shorley Wall
Who could ask for more?
Can you see
The moonlight
Like a chandelier across the ocean where the mermaids sing?
Take your shoes off
And step into the ocean on the path of light
"Like a broken arrow
I'll catch the tail wind and draw the clouds
Burning sugar
As black as smoke
It clothes the walls
I open my heart
She sings when she hurts
It's good to sink deep inside
To my only touchstone
She's a friend in the dark
My strength, my memories
She delights in torture
She holds my hand but never shields me
Because the best shield is to accept the pain
Then what can really destroy me?
Let me close my eyes and lie invisible
And perhaps the clouds will pass through me."
Writer(s): Daniel Graham Popplewell, Andrew Robert Flett, Allan Percival Kelly, Stephen Alexander Flett, Sophia Rosalind Churney
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