Creatures - Venus Sands Lyrics
The morning star has long since goneThe sun is high in the skyShadowless a figure standsStranded on venus sandsUp in the blue and circlingThe seabirds watch and waitFor movement of a certain kindDown on their dinner plateWhere children played a flower laysPulled and torn up by its rootsAnd where it stood,The empty space just screams...Down on the flats, baby turtles raceFor safety of the big deepAnd white caps come crashing inIndifferent to tender fleshShriek of attack, then moving inA raucous clash, a gourmet dinOf cruel gull beaksAnd tearing skin... screamingLit by the evening star at venus sandsAgainst a blood orange skyTheres a shadow of a figure proneAbandoned and all aloneVenus sands