Another New World

Album: Change of Time (2010)
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  • The leading light of the age all wondered amongst
    Themselves what I would do next
    After all that I'd found in my travels around
    The world was there anything else left?
    "Gentlemen", I said, "I've studied the maps"
    "And if what I'm thinking is right"
    "There's another new world at the top of the world"
    "For whoever can break through the ice"

    I looked round the room in that way I once had
    And I saw that they wanted belief
    So I said "All I've got are my guts and my God"
    Then I paused,"and the Annabelle Lee"
    Oh the Annabelle Lee, I saw their eyes shine
    The most beautiful ship in the sea
    My Nina, My Pinta, My Santa Maria
    My beautiful Annabelle Lee

    That spring we set sail as the crowd waved from shore
    And on board the crew waved their hats
    But I never had family just the Annabelle Lee
    So I didn't have cause to look back
    I just set the course north and I studied the charts
    And toward dark I drifted toward sleep
    And I dreamed of the fine deep harbor I'd find
    Past the ice for my Annabelle Lee

    After that it got colder the world got quiet
    It was never quite day or quite night
    And the sea turned the color of sky turned the color
    Of sea turned the color of ice
    'Til at last all around us was fastness
    One vast glassy desert of arsenic white
    And the waves that once lifted us
    Sifted instead into drifts against Annabelle's sides

    The crew gathered closer at first for the comfort
    But each morning would bring a new set
    Of the tracks in the snow leading over the edge
    Of the world 'til I was the only one left
    After that it gets cloudy but it feels like I lay there
    For days maybe for months
    But Annabelle held me the two of us happy
    Just to think back on all we had done

    We talked of the other worlds we'd discover
    As she gave up her body to me
    And as I chopped up her mainsail for timber
    I told her of all that we still had to see
    As the frost turned her moorings to nine-tail
    And the wind lashed her sides in the cold
    I burned her to keep me alive every night
    In the lover's embrace of her hold

    I won't call it rescue what brought me here back to
    The old world to drink and decline
    And to pretend that the search for another new world
    Was well-worth the burning of mine
    But sometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing
    Of some known tropical bird
    And I smile in my sleep thinking Annabelle Lee
    Has finally made it to another new world Writer/s: JOSHUA RITTER
    Publisher: DUCHAMP, INC
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