| Song | Satchelaise |
| Artist | Mice Parade |
| Album | Mice Parade |
| When we scrape the island shore we find barnacles of diamonds in the tide | |
| The sand escapes the wishes fall behind | |
| Shallow | |
| And if the diamond ring turns brass | |
| we still make this thing worth living fast | |
| Don’t question what the sudden brings to pass | |
| By the way… the ring was made of glass |
| When we scrape the island shore we find barnacles of diamonds in the tide | |
| The sand escapes the wishes fall behind | |
| Shallow | |
| And if the diamond ring turns brass | |
| we still make this thing worth living fast | |
| Don' t question what the sudden brings to pass | |
| By the way the ring was made of glass |