Sea Song - Robert Wyatt

You look different every time

You come from the foam — crested brine

It’s your skin shining softly in the moonlight

Partly fish, partly porpoise

Partly baby sperm whale

Am I yours?

Are you mine to play with?

Joking apart, when you’re drunk

You’re terrific when you’re drunk

I like you mostly late at night, you’re quite alright

But I can’t understand the different you in the morning

When it’s time to play a being human for a while

We smile… we smile… we smile

You’ll be different in the spring, I know

You’re a seasonal beast

Like the starfish that drift in with the tide, with the tide

So until your blood runs to meet the next fullmoon

Your madness fits in nicely with my own, with my own

Your lunacy fits neatly with my own

My very own

We’re not alone