The Gulls - Hammers of Misfortune

Sky is overcast

Old man of the sails

Summoning to mass

Terns upon the rails

By some mystic means

Of changing gulls to kings

Old man had a way

So the seagulls sang

Our hoard has been abducted by a common draft

Old craft of mine

And left us on a raft

Goodbye ye kings in the sky

Our stand has been abandoned by the rubes we crossed

Ships in the sky

And left us at a loss

Ye old craft of mine

Our vessel has been boarded by a common craft

Ships in the sky

And left us on a raft

So long ye old craft of mine

Our channels are abandoned and the craft is lost

Ships in the sky

Left with an Albatross

Cursed flock descending

Terns upon the rails

Charmed by instruments and charts

Compasses and scales

Din is overwhelming

Screaming mob will find

So as they have made us deaf

The old man made them blind

By some scheme or sorcery

The ship had taken flight

Capsized by the moon and strewn

Its wreckage through the night

See gulls all the same

Searching for the rails

Summoning in vain

Old man of the sails

Still they dive and sing

Of becoming kings

Old man now they say

Lives far below the waves

So long, ye old craft of mine

Good bye, ye ships in the sky