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, wasn't mine
Neither of ship nor of sea

Neither of glass nor of wine

Leaving this ghost of a road

I'm climbing hand over hand
Toward that pinprick of light


Toward the seed that God sowed
Toward the seed that God sowed
Toward the seed that God sowed

Toward the seed that God sowed

Oh Baby

Try to recognise it in my mind
Try to stamp it out before it happens
Yeah I try to recognise it in my mind

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 x 4


This land belongs to the gulls
And the gulls to their cry

And their cry to the wind
And their cry to the wind
And their cry to the wind