Seagull you fly across the horizon into the misty morning Sun
nobody asked you where you were going nobody knows where you're from
there is a man asking the question is this really the end of the world seagull you must have known for a long time the shape of things to come
now you fly through the sky never asking why now you fly all around til somebody
shoot you down da da da da da cigarette by pressing rise in into the misty morning
Center nobody ask you where you're going to nobody knows where you're from
Seagull you fly and you fly away today leaving to my sorrows