Leibowitz

The breakers beat monotonously at the shores, casting up driftwood
An abandoned seaplane floated beyond the breakers
After a while the breakers caught the seaplane
And threw it on the shore with the driftwood
It tilted and fractured a wing
Ther were shrimp carousig in the breakers
And the whiting that fed on the shrimp
And the shark that munched the whiting and found them admirable
In the sportive brutality of the sea
A wind came across the ocean
Sweeping with it a pall of fine white ash
The ash fell into the sea and into the breaker
The breakers washed dead shrimp ashore with the driftwood
Then they wased up the whiting
The shark swan out to his deepest waters
And brooded in the old clean currents
He was very hungry that season
He was very hungry that season



W.M.M. Jr.: words
Eric J. Nelson: bass, electric guitar, harmonica, vox