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    SEABIRDS
    (Words and Music by Joan Baez)

    Don't worry about my politics
    They are what they are
    I work best when I get some rest
    Right now I'm in a bar
    Overlooking the whole wide world
    It's over the Pacific
    I've never written when I was drunk
    This could be terrific!

    And the seabird struggles in the wind
    She topples, balances again

    The lady sitting next to me
    Is gazing in the eyes
    Of the stranger sitting next to her
    Who is mouthing truths and lies
    He's actually quite nice I guess
    He has an honest look
    He doesn't know I've lost my mind
    Scribbling in this book

    And the seabird struggles in the wind
    She topples, balances again

    Consumed by the evening's masterpiece
    Completely introverted
    From here I could stare down eternity
    leave alone and not feel deserted
    I'm tired of interesting faces
    And the dull ones make my weep
    Don't ask me what my sign is
    Instant intimacy runs cheap

    The ocean is so bountiful
    It spreads from coast to coast
    The winds scale off the whitecaps
    And the things I love the most
    Come wafting up into my lap
    In the colors of the great sunrise
    Children holding cupcakes
    With paradise in their eyes

    And the seabird struggles in the wind
    She topples, balances again

    Four big pelicans just flew by
    The room got very still
    One of them carried the breath of God
    Tucked way back in his bill
    I know it was the breath of God
    It's the same as the secret of life
    He's carrying it off to the Shah of Iran
    To trade it for the end of strife

    And the seabird struggles in the wind
    She topples, balances again

    © 1976, 1977 Gabriel Earl Music (ASCAP)


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