You near Ness from far inland: first you hit pine, then you hit sand, then the sky goes grey from the glare of the sea.
Out there then. Lonely, flat, old. East wind like a knife. Spartan, cold. Eerie for its absence of feature. The seabirds cry, the spit moves in the storm like a creature.
The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. (The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts.)
Can you hear something?
Hayden Thorpe - Gull Lyrics
Hayden Thorpe - Gull Lyrics
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You near Ness from far inland: first you hit pine, then you hit sand, then the sky goes grey from the glare of the sea.
Out there then. Lonely, flat, old. East wind like a knife. Spartan, cold. Eerie for its absence of feature. The seabirds cry, the spit moves in the storm like a creature.
The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. (The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts.)
Can you hear something?
Out there then. Lonely, flat, old. East wind like a knife. Spartan, cold. Eerie for its absence of feature. The seabirds cry, the spit moves in the storm like a creature.
The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. (The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts. The gulls, the black-backs the ghosts.)
Can you hear something?
Writer: Kerry Andrew, Robert Macfarlane, Hayden Thorpe, Jack McNeill, Cherif Hashizume
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Performed By: Hayden Thorpe
Language: English
Length: 1:21
Written by: Kerry Andrew, Robert Macfarlane, Hayden Thorpe, Jack McNeill, Cherif Hashizume