Gulls Songtext / Lyric

This land belongs to the gulls

and the gulls to their cry

and their cry to the wind

and the wind belongs to no one

the wind belongs to no one



I gave my breath to the song

to the song was a mind

neither a ship, nor a sea

neither of glass, nor of wine






Even this ghost of a road

climbing hand over hand,

toward that pinprick of light,

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn

toward the sea that god sewn



Ah baby, I try to recognize it in my mind,

and I try to stamp it out before it happens

I try to recognize it in my mind, and I try to stamp it out.



The writing's on, the writing's on, the writing's on the wall

The writing's on, the writing's on, the writing's on the wall

The writing's on, the writing's on, the writing's on the wall

The writing's on, the writing's on, the writing's on the wall



This land belong to the gulls, and the gulls to their cry

and the cry to the wind

and the cry to the wind

and the cry to the wind