Visions Of A Stray
And Also The Trees
4:27As the scene unwinds Pushing me forever forward Drawing me back I fix my eyes On the far off sea And the waves that roll forward to the beach I fix my eyes on the sea There was a great Whaler Floating down from the east Wrecked on the sand Strewn across the flooded land Its sails wrapped around the wiry trees Flapping there in the spring breeze And all the bits of place and paper Were blowing As the storm unwinds Pushing ever forwards Taking it all back The black waves came pounding on the beach They took the sails and all they reached And all the butcher's knives, harpoons and lives Were swirling out into the deep