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.