Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt & Peter King
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Ben Watt & Robert Wyatt
Ben Watt & Robert Wyatt
Ben Watt & Robert Wyatt
I am the lucky one
I have always had someone
But if I should lose that one
My wings would melt in the sun
And into the ocean I’d fall
On a transatlantic ship
He is leaning on the rail
Looking at the glassy sea
From the perfect fairy tale
Incidentally turns his head
Because something caught eye
From the stillness of the sun
Falls body from the sky into the sea
Into the sea, into the sea, into the sea