Gull In The Wind

Oh look now, there's a gull in the wind

Better look out as the story begins

Stern yet shiver, stout and proud

A gourd or a flask they found downtown

Oh look now there's a lull in the formation

Bail me out I'm no good at introductions

A viscous surround by the will of creation

Inside of a mound of lovely indentations

Better leave now, we will be late for the stork

And I don't fancy getting ready for this ball

For I feel so foolish as my clothes are too large

They came from one who made shoes from canoes

Won't be long now, the news has arrived

The sails have returned us to where we first had arrived

So I will hit snooze as a citation peruse

I'll dress and I'll dance any way I choose

All of my dreaming, has left it hard to find

To find a silver meaning

Through the lining of the clouds

Who knows? Who knows?

Saying and meaning are two different things

And doing accounts to much more than hollow rings

Running and jumping through hoops for a quid

Let your actions account your feelings

By actual accident I came the right way

Now you must return from whence thou cam'st

Ever appalled by the sound that it makes cause of you, you

All of my dreaming, has left it hard to find

To find a silver meaning

Through the lining of the clouds

Who knows? You know

Reality has now lost its mind

Give it a moment and let it set into the tide

All of the values that were once held dear

They've been forgotten and they died in the fields

Memories fading but they still leave the sting

Like the razor that pierces that silky skin

Butt of the joke or a rush in emotion like souring milk and the rise of the ocean