Please, relax and enjoy!
------ Stephen Crane, Poet @1899, Chapter VI ------
God fashioned the ship of the world carefully.
With the infinite skill of an All-Master
Made He the hull and the sails,
Held He the rudder
Ready for adjustment.
Erect stood He, scanning His work proudly.
Then -- at fateful time -- a wrong called,
And God turned, heeding.
Lo, the ship, at this opportunity, slipped slyly,
Making cunning noiseless travel down the ways.
So that, forever rudderless, it went upon the seas
Going ridiculous voyages,
Making quaint progress,
Turning as with serious purpose
Before stupid winds.
And there were many in the sky
Who laughed at this thing...
------ MOONLIGHT FEELS RIGHT ------
(Bruce Blackman) STARBUCK - 1976
The wind blew some luck in my direction
I caught it in my hands today
I finally made a tricky french connection
you winked and gave me your o.k.
I'll take you on a trip beside the ocean
and drop the top at Chesapeake Bay
ain't nothing like the sky to dose a potion
The moon'll send you on your way!
Moonlight feels right, moonlight feels right.
We'll lay back and observe the constellations
and watch the moon smiling bright
I'll play the radio on southern stations
'cause southern belles are hell at night!
you say you came to Baltimore from Ole Miss
a class of '74 gold ring
the eastern moon looks ready for a wet kiss
to make the tide rise again!
Moonlight feels right, moonlight feels right.
We'll see the sun come up on sunday morning
and watch it fade the moon away
I guess you know I'm giving you a warning
'cause me and moon are itching to play
I'll take you on a trip beside the ocean
and drop the top at Chesapeake Bay
ain't nothing like the sky to dose a potion
the moon'll send you on your way
Moonlight feels right, moonlight feels right.
(C) Brother Bill's Music (ASCAP)
------ Speak To The Sky ------
Rick Springfield
Album: Beginnings
Speak to the sky whenever things go wrong
And you'll know you're not talking to the air, to the air
And the world will look better from up there
Speak to the sky 'cos things can get you down
And you'll know when you're talking to the Lord, to the Lord
The world will look better than before
And if I stumble and it seems that I am blind
Or if the road I'm on seems awful hard to find
And though my conversation doesn't always rhyme
I always try to find some time - to
Speak to the sky and tell you how I feel
And you know sometimes what I say ain't right, it's alright
'Cos I speak to the sky every night
And if I stumble and it seems that I am blind
Or if the road I'm on seems aweful hard to find
And though my conversation doesn't always rhyme
I always try to find some time - to
Speak to the sky and tell you how I feel
And you know sometimes what I say ain't right, it's alright
'Cos I speak to the sky every night
Speak to the sky whenever things go wrong
And you'll know you're not talking to the air, to the air
And the world will look better from up there
And the world will look better from up there
And the world will look better from up there
------ RIDE CAPTAIN RIDE ------
Group: Blues Image
Album: Open
Seventy-three men sailed up
From the San Francisco Bay,
Rolled off of their ship
And here's what they had to say.
"We're callin' everyone to ride along
To another shore,
We can laugh our lives away
and be free once more."
But no one heard them callin',
No one came at all,
'Cause they were too busy watchin'
Those old raindrops fall.
As a storm was blowin'
Out on the peaceful sea,
Seventy-threemen sailed off
To history.
Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip.
Ride captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
On your way to a world
That others might have missed.
Seventy-three men sailed up
From the San Francisco Bay,
Got off their ship
And here's what they had to say.
"We're callin' everyone to ride along
To another shore,
We can laugh our lives away
And be free once more."
Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip.
Ride, Captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
On your way to a world
That others might have missed.
Ride, captain ride
Upon your mystery ship,
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip.
------ COME SAIL AWAY ------
Group/Album: Styx/Grand Illusion
I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the virgin sea
For I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me
On board I'm the Captain
So climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow
On every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try
...To carry on...
I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends
And the dreams we had
We lived happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out
On the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on
A gathering of angels appeared above our heads
They sang to us this song of hope and this is what they said
Come sail away
Come sail awayCome sail away with me
I thought that they were angels
But to my surprise
We climbed aboard their starship
And headed for the skies!!
Music & Lyrics by: Dennis De Young
------ THE SKYE BOAT SONG ------
Celtic Folk, words by Robert Louis Stevenson, air by Annie McLeod
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing,
Onward, the sailors cry.
Carry the lad that's born to be king
over the sea to Skye.
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air,
Baffled our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare.
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rock'd in the deep Flora will keep
watch o'er your weary head.
Burned are our homes, exile and death,
Scattered the loyal man.
Yet ere the sword, cool in the sheath,
Charlie will come again.
Note:This song commemorates the escape of Bonnie Prince Charlie from these shores when Flora MacDonald took him, her disguised as a serving maid, from Uist to Skye (the Isle of Skye) in a small boat. Flora is buried at Kilmuir on the north coast of Skye. Prince Charlie near Rome where he was born.
------ OVER THE SEA TO SKYE (VARIANT) ------
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be I?
Merry of soul, he sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye
Mull was astern, Rum was on port
Eigg on the starboard bow
Glory of youth glowed in his soul
Where is that glory now?
Give me again all that was there
Give me the sun that shone
Give me the eyes, give me the soul
Give me the lad that's gone
Billow and breeze, islands and seas
Mountains of rain and sun
All that was good, all that was fair
All that was me is gone.
------ THERE'S A MOON IN THE SKY ------
Group: The B52's
There's a moon in the sky
It's called the moon
And everybody is there, including,
Saturn, Mercury
Saturn, Venus
Saturn, Mars
Saturn, Jupiter
The Van Allen Belt
Roll-roll-roll-roll-rollin' in Andromeda
Won-ton-ton-ton rama-in-Andromeda
There's too many rings---This is the Space Age
There's too many things---This is the Space Age
Just ain't no atmosphere tonight
If you're lucky you get to ride in a gold meteorite
If you're not, you get a mouth, a mouthful of red Kryptonite
You better move over
Here comes a Super-nova
Kryptonite- - -
Destination moon
If you're in outer space
Don't feel out of place
'cause there are thousands of others like you
Others like you
Others like you
Well there's a moon, it's in the sky
It's called the moon
And everybody is there 'cluding
'ranus
Neptune
'ranus
Pluto
Destination moon
Many gamma rays around it
Van Allen Belt surrounds it
This is the Space Age
Please don't worry
This is the Space Age
Just don't worry
This is the Space Age
Others like you
Ahhh ahhh..........
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