Joe Wilkes | Seabirds

reworking of an old unreleased song, filmed in a rehearsal.
Sea Birds
Working in the shipyards
Looking at the great North Sea
My old man had zero to lose
The sea birds were heading east
The men were marching to the centre square
They’ve got something to shout about
I was looking on surveying the mass
With you I didn’t have a doubt
Walking around, getting older by the mile
Will the graveyard pass me by?
My nails are rough around the edge
When I scratch my eye
Like a long distance cousin, I got about a dozen
You make me cry with a smile
I was wondering along in the night
Putting it on trial
Change:
I know I’m lacking in faith in my heart,
I won’t ever match up to you from the start
You flew in from the picket line
Each chapter is a tapestry
Someone’s calling out your name
I’m not saying that it’s me
I made stupid mistakes before I put on the brakes
I didn’t know it was against the law
Had a crucifix in my cell
Bob Marley above the door
I’m in a rebel mood and it’s something ‘bout you
I have my memories at least
Hellhounds ran after Robert Johnson
As he was travelling further east
It’s cheaper over there, now the wall’s came down
Though the hipsters are moving in quick
Maybe I’ll send a postcard
Tied around a brick
Change
We had a plan to put up a fight
But we were beat in the liberal war
I want a beautiful death sometime
But nowadays I’m not so sure
I got some big ideas
I know you’ve got them too
So where do we go from here?
When we burn the polling booth?
The hippy lord made the day and then he made the night
But he never made anywhere for me
Some predict a great change coming soon
I’m inclined to agree
One day we’ll all be something else
Not sure what there is to regret
Nostalgia is a pointless thing
I think I prefer to forget
Change:
I know I’m lacking in faith in my heart,
I won’t ever match up to you from the start
And every time I lose, in my mind,
I’m in a sentimental mood, that won’t rewind