Album: The Ballad of Willy Robbins
On the boat I go with Evelyn Monroe
while the birds above sing a song
I had a love I could call my own
now the sails billow against the sun
A seagull dives beneath the tide
in search for the deep diamond mines
he dives, dives, dives
now the seagull’s wings are forever gone
Near the gate I see my father’s gaze
in his own way he sings his song
I had a son I could call my own
now I know he’s forever gone
In the woods I arrive, in a lean-to I lie
in the only way I know I sing my song
I had a time I could call my own
now my freedom is gone
I had a time I could call my own
above my reach
the birds of freedom fly into the sun