By Roger Brown
NIGHT IS FALLEN AND THE COLD WIND MOANS,
I HAVE NEVER FELT SO FAR FROM HOME,
I AM CAST AWAY AND LEFT ALONE.
THE STARS ABOVE ME SEEM SO FAR AWAY,
IF THERE IS MORNING, WILL I SEE THE DAY?
WON'T SOMEONE COME AND CARRY ME AWAY?
S.O.S., S.O.S.,
S.O.S., S.O.S.
DIALOG:
A SEAGULL MADE A PERFECT LANDING BESIDE HIM.
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