Claimed by the Sea (Plan Remix)

There are cockles, and broken glass spread across the floor

The door is wide open, and the sand made drifts all down the hall

Broken panes in the window, reflected light in from the sky

This is no longer my house, it's been claimed by the sea

A starfish is dying down by the laundry

Ironically, the washing machine is half full

Of seawater washed in by the waves at night

Leaving a salty snail-like trail behind

This is no longer my house, it has been claimed by the sea

Claimed by the sea

And it was always going to be claimed by the sea

And it was always going to be claimed by the sea

And it was always going to be claimed by the sea

I've planted a garden in assorted pots

The flowers are drooping and waterlogged

Seaweed lay in wreaths like it was Christmastime

A Christmas in a house that wasn't mine

Been claimed by the sea

And it was always going to be claimed by the sea

And it was always going to be claimed by the sea

And it was always going to be claimed by the sea