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"The song of the Sea Goat" by Peter Sinfield from the album "Still"

I used the Midjourney AI to generate images based upon the lyrics (as below). I then edited them into a slideshow against the music. The art is pure AI generated. The video editing and choice of image style is mine! The original music belongs to the original artists. Here follows the lyrics, used by the AI to generate the images: The sea goat casts Aquarian runes through beads of mirrored tears, Suave pirates words of apricot crawl out of your veneer Anoint your eyes with Midas' oil and make it still appear Aladin's lamp is glowing bright transmuting panacea; To fill your souls with sugared holes. "Oh can't you hear" sang the sea goat "the nonsense makes me numb." "It's near it's clear" sang the sea goat "we live to overcome, The madman's voice and his nowhere choice, The pain that drains like an endless day of rain." The sea goat reads the flight of birds and writes upon the sand; Gold waterfalls of autumn wheat slip through a pointing hand Whose fingers stiff with sentences still beckon to the band To play the "Best Foot Forward March" and deafen all the land. With hollow words, it's so absurd! "Take your stand" sang the sea goat "the night goes on and on." "Unwrap your plans" sang the sea goat "tell everyone you've gone To touch the earth and to see the birth The smile, the style down an un spun mile of life." It fills the air! It fills the air! The song of the sea goat shaking in the domes It's the song of the sea goat as endlessly he roams, Between the sunset's crimson veil On the smooth grey streets where the drunkard spins his tale. The sea goat sips and hurls his glass along the smoke-filled road Where shuttered snakes of brakeless trains run aching with their load Of spring-eyed, tongue tied, wide eyed lads who kiss the L-shaped goad Which soon will smear their uniforms with blood, whitewash & woad. Damn iron minded, gold braid blinded, officers and gentlemen! "God!" sang the sea goat "is always on both sides." "Change" sang the sea goat "is constant as the tides" "And this play" sang the sea goat "is strangely synthesised When you're part of a cast where the first comes last The east goes west and the sun is burning out There's a madman's voice there's nowhere choice A pain that drains like the endless rain You can touch the earth and see the birth Smile a style down the un spun mile And you're part of a cast where the first comes last The east goes west and the worst is best And you're part of a cast where the first comes last The east goes west and the sun is burning out"