@migu music@

Cut to the seagull

The quarryman

The castle

The barnacles

The cliff edge

The joy

Up in the tower that looks out to sea

The pink dressing room bell

Of the lady is ringing

She looks from the shadows

Out through the stained colours of old grass

The sorrows of slate and sugar cane are hers

And where does she go now

And where does it seem to be free

And where does she go now

And where will she carry me

If this is the end

The line in the sand

The blue dressing room bell

Is ringing the lord

He wishes the head of the whale

Who lived under the ice

Until shipping lanes sliced

Open the North Pole

Leaving a great hole

And where do I go now

And where does it seem to be free

Where do I go now

Where will you carry me

If I'm on the back

I'm on the back

I'm on the back of you

I'm on the back

I'm on the back

I'm on the back of you

I'm on the back

I'm on the back of you

I'm on the back

I'm on the back

I'm on the back of you

I want to be light now