Song | Another New World |
Artist | Josh Ritter |
Album | So Runs The World Away |
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The leading lights of the age all wondered among themselves what I would do next, | |
After all that I'd found, in my travels around the world, was there anything left? | |
"Gentlemen," I said, "I've studied the maps, and if what I am 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 Annabel Lee." | |
Oh, the Annabel Lee, I saw their eyes shine, the most beautiful ship in the sea, | |
My Nina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria, my beautiful Annabel Lee. | |
That spring we set sail, and the crowd waved from shore, and on board the crew waved caps, | |
But I'd never had family, just the Annabel Lee, so I never had cause to look back. | |
I just set the course north, I studied the charts , and towards dark I drifted toward sleep, | |
And I dreamed of the fine, deep harbor I'd find past the ice, for my Annabel Lee. | |
After that it got colder, and the world got quieter. 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. | |
After that all around us was vastness, one glassy desert of arsenic white, | |
And the waves that once lifted us, shifted instead into drifts against Annabel's sides. | |
And the crew gathered closer, at first for the comfort, but each morning would bring a new set | |
Of 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 laid there for days, or maybe for months | |
But Annabel held me, the two of us happy, just to think back on all we had done. | |
We talked of the other new worlds we'd discover as she gave up her body to me, | |
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-tails and the wind lashed her sides in the cold, | |
I burned her to keep me alive every night in the loving embrace of her hold. | |
I won't call it rescue, what brought me back here to this old world to drink and decline, | |
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 unknown tropical bird, | |
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee's finally made it to another new world. | |
Yeah, sometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing of some unknown tropical bird, | |
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee's finally made it to another new world. |
The leading lights of the age all wondered among themselves what I would do next, | |
After all that I' d found, in my travels around the world, was there anything left? | |
" Gentlemen," I said, " I' ve studied the maps, and if what I am 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 Annabel Lee." | |
Oh, the Annabel Lee, I saw their eyes shine, the most beautiful ship in the sea, | |
My Nina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria, my beautiful Annabel Lee. | |
That spring we set sail, and the crowd waved from shore, and on board the crew waved caps, | |
But I' d never had family, just the Annabel Lee, so I never had cause to look back. | |
I just set the course north, I studied the charts , and towards dark I drifted toward sleep, | |
And I dreamed of the fine, deep harbor I' d find past the ice, for my Annabel Lee. | |
After that it got colder, and the world got quieter. 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. | |
After that all around us was vastness, one glassy desert of arsenic white, | |
And the waves that once lifted us, shifted instead into drifts against Annabel' s sides. | |
And the crew gathered closer, at first for the comfort, but each morning would bring a new set | |
Of 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 laid there for days, or maybe for months | |
But Annabel held me, the two of us happy, just to think back on all we had done. | |
We talked of the other new worlds we' d discover as she gave up her body to me, | |
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 ninetails and the wind lashed her sides in the cold, | |
I burned her to keep me alive every night in the loving embrace of her hold. | |
I won' t call it rescue, what brought me back here to this old world to drink and decline, | |
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 unknown tropical bird, | |
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee' s finally made it to another new world. | |
Yeah, sometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing of some unknown tropical bird, | |
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee' s finally made it to another new world. |
The leading lights of the age all wondered among themselves what I would do next, | |
After all that I' d found, in my travels around the world, was there anything left? | |
" Gentlemen," I said, " I' ve studied the maps, and if what I am 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 Annabel Lee." | |
Oh, the Annabel Lee, I saw their eyes shine, the most beautiful ship in the sea, | |
My Nina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria, my beautiful Annabel Lee. | |
That spring we set sail, and the crowd waved from shore, and on board the crew waved caps, | |
But I' d never had family, just the Annabel Lee, so I never had cause to look back. | |
I just set the course north, I studied the charts , and towards dark I drifted toward sleep, | |
And I dreamed of the fine, deep harbor I' d find past the ice, for my Annabel Lee. | |
After that it got colder, and the world got quieter. 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. | |
After that all around us was vastness, one glassy desert of arsenic white, | |
And the waves that once lifted us, shifted instead into drifts against Annabel' s sides. | |
And the crew gathered closer, at first for the comfort, but each morning would bring a new set | |
Of 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 laid there for days, or maybe for months | |
But Annabel held me, the two of us happy, just to think back on all we had done. | |
We talked of the other new worlds we' d discover as she gave up her body to me, | |
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 ninetails and the wind lashed her sides in the cold, | |
I burned her to keep me alive every night in the loving embrace of her hold. | |
I won' t call it rescue, what brought me back here to this old world to drink and decline, | |
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 unknown tropical bird, | |
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee' s finally made it to another new world. | |
Yeah, sometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing of some unknown tropical bird, | |
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee' s finally made it to another new world. |