The manmade zodiac shone Breathing darkness in to darkness But in days long ago It made my eyes bleed silver In days long ago Three crescent eyes once shone. Lightning brings the entrails of the sea As waves fall the stench rises A lonesome gull cries as it soars As countless others become inked quills Writing their fate on a beach where the white flag still blows Becoming buried alive in dead fish. As a child I searched for mermaids here The sand was soft and seagulls cried. As a hopeless romantic I walked here in summer sunsets And pictured myself in the scene ‘From Here To Eternity’ I never found my Deborah Kerr But always found myself here. This beach is now man made ruined by the storm? But man has come to save it And the old Russian ships still sail Bringing the life blood of man on the life blood of everything, and everyone.