Albatross Lyrics
Looking North to the sea she finds the weather fine
She hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard
All the way from town
She watches seagulls fly
Silver on the ocean stitching through the waves
The edges of the sky
From all around you
Making up your memories and thinking they have found you
They cover you with veils of wonder as if you were a bride
The young men holding violets are curious to know if you have cried
And tell you why
And ask you why
Either way you answer
Flowers from a Spanish friend of the family
The embroid'ry of your life holds you in
And keeps you out but you survive
Imprisoned in your bones
Behind the isinglass windows of your eyes
Down the hills through the long grass to the sea
And in the dark the hard bells ringing with pain
Come away alone
And the colors of the day that lie along your arms
You must barter your life to make sure you are living
And the crowd that has come
You give them the colors
And the bells and the wind and the dream
Scattering the sand and the foam into amethyst fountains?
Riding up the hills from the beach in the long summer grass
Holding the sun in his hands and shattering the isinglass?
While the shining summer sea dances in the glass of your mirror
While you search the waves for love and your visions for a sign
The knot of tears around your throat is crystallizing into your design
Down the hills through the long grass to the sea
And in the dark the hard bells ringing with pain
Come away alone
Come away alone with me.






I always loved this one. It makes me picture a young woman attending someone else's wedding, feeling stifled by the restrictions of her dull life, and dreaming of a mysterious lover who will call her away to a wild new existence.
Lyric correction: "Isinglass," not "icing glass." Isinglass is a sheet of semi-transparent mica, that was used long ago to make lanterns.

One of my favorite songs of all time. I think it wonderfully captures the sort of epic mythic side of what it's like to be an attractive woman whom all the men are trying to "make time with", as I think 1967 parlance would have it. She's tired and disconnected and watches idly as they are so engaged with what they think she's about.
I've also always loved that the chorus has this sort of dark other place, like a mortal fear nightmare place, that exists in her experience - I can't tell what that's really supposed to be about, but emotionally, it really works for me. It reminds me of "Synchronicity II", where the verses are less emotional and describe a daylight sort of place, and the chorus counters with a dark, visceral, emotional, very different place.
"And tell you why, and ask you why, either way you answer." Love it.