Stanley Park (Recorded at Spotify Studios NYC)

See that gull on the old sea wall
 Some birds fly and others fall
 I sleep to the beating of their wings
 The wind sings, the wind sings
 See that babe at her mother's breast
 If I could, I'd take my rest
 Back in the belly from where I came
 Nobody knows my name, knows my name
 Half-asleep in a bowl of gruel
 No one told me life was cruel
 My home is in this valley now
 But it's burning down, it's burning down
 If I find the fire escape
 I'll break the glass and put on my cape
 I'll pretend I'm Superman
 Where are my friends? Where are my friends?
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 I'm a poor wayfarer
 I got no one to dry my eyes
 Time to lay this body down
 In the frozen ground, in the frozen ground
 When I die, Lord, bring me back
 As a snow-white gull, I'll make my tracks
 On the sandy beach of the English Bay
 Then I'll fly away, I'll fly away