The Goshawk and the Gull Songtext
von Stephen Fretwell

A plain song
Brought you to your knees
And kind of chained you
To a car in disbelief

And you are an angel
Aren′t you?

Confusion
Rode in on the sea
You know all the words
But you won't repeat them to me


And you are an angel
Aren′t you?
But you are an angel
Aren't you?

A plain tree
Is pollard in the sun
And all the green is gone
A shocked gull, shill scream, slaughter
A jut-vice beak plucks it's life
Still, you sing Easter
Blood shocks from my finger, the pore
It′s loosens the black and a plain song
But it′s sung by you