The Albatross - Lobo

The man spoke to the albatross

What a funny thing you are

The man spoke to the albatross

Why must you fly so far

Today the waves are no ones slaves

Tomorrow’s waves may be

Do you believe in me

The man spoke to the nightingale

Your songs to wild and free

The man spoke to the nightingale

Ah but sing a song for me

Once my skies could fill your eyes

With rain and sympathy

Do you believe in me

The man spoke to the whitest dove

How can I gain release

The man then killed the whitest dove

And justly kept the peace

For I must cry and surely die

To keep the people free

Do you believe in me

Do you believe in me

Do you believe in me