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SHELLS
Patty Griffin


The hole in her chest is for the little lost lamb

That was on his quest; nobody gives a damn

In silvery days of silence they go

Now they've lost their ways,the little lambs in the snow


These are not shells of the sea

These are not shells of the sky

They took my baby away from me

And no one has ever told me why

They chewed him and spit him

He never knew what hit him

No little kisses goodbye

Shells, shells, shells


Oh I once thought to ask for God's mercy

I can't stand aching anymore

They were only making angels

In the snow in the middle of a war

The blood of these lambs speaks of the darkness

And the blood of these lambs speaks of the rage

Yes the blood of these lambs is rolling to the sea

It's writing your history on every single page

Shells, shells, shells


Tear at a table missing a child

Must have gone past, the river is mild

I go to the sea; I follow the tide

I hold seashells to me and I hear the sky


These are not shells of the sea

These are not shells of the sky

They took my baby away from me

And no one has ever told me why

They chewed him and spit him

He never knew what hit him

No little kisses goodbye

Shells, shells, shells


PATTY GRIFFIN

Patty Griffin (born Patricia Jean Griffin on March 16, 1964, in Old Town, Maine) is an American Grammy-winning singer-songwriter and musician. Known for her stripped-down songwriting style centered around the folk music genre, her songs have been covered by a host of musicians including Emmylou Harris, Ellis Paul, Rory Block, and the Dixie Chicks. In 2007, she was the recipient of the Americana Music Association's "Artist of the Year" award and her album, Children Running Through, won for "Best Album". ... Read More