Grace Cummings - Refuge Cove

There Flies A Seagull

Drops escape heaven's gate
Just to wish and wait
It means nothing
Ask the dust that passes through
My hand to you
It means nothing

Isabella on my mind
Wears blue velvet
Isabella
Always on my mind

The night it just, it looks upon
A perfect winter storm
That means nothing
Listen again
You know just how it feels
It's under your skin
And it means nothing

Goodbye Norma
I know you tried
For the camera
And Ol' Blue Eyes

Whisper to my ear
A secret song
For us, a secret belongs
And it means nothing

There flies a seagull
Shoot it down
So that you might smile
So you might be happy now

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Writer(s): Grace Cummings
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