Starlings over Brighton Pier - Bell X1

Starlings over Brighton pier

What do they know, what do they hear?

They’d block out the sun

If there was one

Like iron filings upon the page

Gathered around leaders

I see faces that melt and flow

Old man’s eye-caves

Starlings over Brighton pier

Who do they follow?

Greater than the sun

Of each and every one

Shifting weight from heel to toe

Ducking and diving

There is a bigger thing going on

They play their part in

They take me away from this place

In a rush and spinning grace

They take me away from this place

From the buzzing of half remembered fails

Starlings over Brighton pier

What do they know, what do they hear?

They’d block out the sun

If there was one

They take me away from this place

In a rush and spinning grace

They take me away from this place

From the buzzing of half remembered fails

Yeah the buzzing of half remembered fails

From the sting of paper cut trails

Yeah the sting of paper cut trails