Song to a Seagull

Michael wakes you up with sweets He takes you up streets and the rain comes down Sidewalk markets locked up tight And umbrellas bright on a grey background There's oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns That run down the drain In colored arrangements

PENANCE CRANE: The pirate anchored on a Wednesday And why he came to port I wonder To see a lady so my friends say She dances for the sailors In a smoky cabaret bar underground Down in a cellar in a harbor town I know he told her love was treasure An

I hired a coach to take me from confusion to the plane And though we shared a common space i know i'll never meet again The driver with his eyebrows furrowed in the rear-view mirror I read his name and it was plainly written nathan la franeer I asked

Fly silly seabird No dreams can possess you No voices can blame you For sun on your wings My gentle relations Have names they must call me For loving the freedom Of all flying things My dreams with the seagulls fly Out of reach out of cry I came to t