Seagulls Lyrics by The Wave Pictures
I see seagulls picking out the bones of a cat
The neat and narrow brim of my Carrie Grant hat
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I see seagulls picking out the bones of a cat
The neat and narrow brim of my Carrie Grant hat
I scooped up a field of West Country dreams
Slowly by slowly beneath my nails
A line of cars pulls up before the hotel
Your hands grip tight around the white slab of a telephone