Oysters

So can these shoes take me to
Who I was before
I was stabbing my sticks into
A vulnerable earth?
And I can almost outrun you
And those stalking memories
Did I somehow become you
Without realising?
Found a little patch of heaven now
So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand
'Cause I’m working my way back
I’m working my way back to me again
Not every girl is a pearl
With these ruby slippers
With these ruby slippers
So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand
In the sand, in the sand
Turn, turn, turn
And there are forces of conflict
Taking portions of my mind
In whose realm laced with trickery
The fragments I must find
And I can almost outrun you
And those stalking memories
Did I somehow become you
Without realising?
Found a little patch of heaven now
So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand
'Cause I’m working my way back
I’m working my way back to me again
Not every girl is a pearl
With these ruby slippers
With these ruby slippers
So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand
In the sand, in the sand
Turn, turn, turn, turn
Not every girl is popular
Popular, popular
Not every girl is a pearl
With these ruby slippers
With these ruby slippers
So then I’m gonna turn oysters in the sand
In the sand, in the sand
Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn