Song of the Sea Goat-Pete Sinfield

The sea goat casts Aquarian runes through beads of mirrored tears, Suave pirates words of apricot crawl out of your veneer Anoint your eyes with Midas' oil and make it still appear Alladin's lamp is glowing bright transmuting panacea; To fill your souls with sugared holes. "Oh can't you hear" sang the sea goat "the nonsense makes me numb." "It's near it's clear" sang the sea goat "we live to overcome, The madman's voice and his nowhere choice, The pain that drains like an endless day of rain." The sea goat reads the flight of birds and writes upon the sand; Gold waterfalls of autumn wheat slip through a pointing hand Whose fingers stiff with sentences still beckon to the band To play the "Best Foot Forward March" and deafen all the land. With hollow words, it's so absurd! "Take your stand" sang the sea goat "the night goes on and on." "Unwrap your plans" sang the sea goat "tell everyone you've gone To touch the earth and to see the birth The smile, the style down an unspun mile of life." It fills the air! It fills the air! The song of the sea goat shaking in the domes The song of the sea goat as endlessly he roams, Between the sunset's crimson veil On smooth grey streets where the drunkard spins his tale. The sea goat sips and hurls his glass along the smoke-filled road Where shuttered snakes of brakeless trains run aching with their load Of spring-eyed, tonguetied, wooldyed lads who kiss the L-shaped goad Which soon will smear their uniforms with blood, whitewash & woad. Damn iron minded, gold braid blinded, officers and gentlemen! "God!" sang the sea goat "is always on both sides." "Change" sang the sea goat "is constant as the tides "And this play" sang the sea goat "is strangely synthesised When your part of a cast where the first comes last Where the east goes west and the sun is burning out And your part of a cast…"