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When the seabirds come
To close my eyes and leave my body behind
When my time is come
To lift this worried weight from my spine
I want to bathe in amber, by the quite bay
I want to feel the water, on my naked legs
The salt drying on my skin
When the seabirds come
And they will know the names of everyone I know
Lemons on a lemon tree slowly drying up
It will be alright
I would sing for their lives
I would sing for their lives
If I knew the words
When the seabirds come
Ships in an orange sky
And birds of brilliant white, fly low to talk to me
Remind me of the child, who I used to be
Running on tiptoes
I would sing for my life
I would sing for my life
If I knew the words