Sunday, 8 July 2012

New Boat

New boat
taking to the sea
new boy sailor
and sails                                   Sailor of the fjords
are not his enemy                     you don't fear the flood
he's friendly                              that could take away your home
with the current                         you think waves are good
friendly with the wind              you never sink in water
not toiling with the tide             like one day how you should
likes everything                         your dreams aren't capsized as yet        Norwegian
                                                   tho your boat's of wood                         lack of lite
New boat                                   Sailor of the fjords                                 Norwegian 
sails                                            you can afford to smile                          full daylite
new boat                                     you don't see sailing
hails                                            as a trial                                                 Top of Europe
everyone                                     each watery mile                                    near the sun
boy sailor sees                             thru wind and wave                               near the ice
new boat                                      you have style                                       that's made
new boat flees                                                                                            for fun
from the doldrum                        You want to rescue
jailing it                                       your life from drudge                            Winter's only
new boat is thing                          from your sea voyage                            just begun
that frees                                      you won't budge                                     when its
                                                      on land you're wont                               already cold
                                                      to trudge
New boat                                       but sailor of the fjords                           Winter's continuing
don't forget the new boat               you don't hold a grudge                         til Spring
its there for your leisure                                                                               its the old fashioned 
new boat is the perfect thing          Float on smiles                                      kinda thing
the perpertraitor of pleasure            for nautical miles
when life sees that as a bad thing    on the wet white water tiles                 Take a troll-ride
                                                        you've guiles                                         to the North
                                                        to get across                                          pixie-strait
Boy sailor takes out new boat         from fjord to fjord                                of course
on a crystal tide                               without loss                                          off course
and all his dreams                            sailor of the fjords                                 see the elves
are about an ocean ride                    you don't toss or rock                            the shoemakers
boy sailor                                         all wind's failings                                  bigger feet 
isn't afraid                                          from your ears                                     fewer takers
for the path unlayed                          you block                                              see the cabin
boy sailor makes no plan                  today                                                      made from sweets
for wind                                            as sailor of the fjords                             see the igloo
will workings out                              you make your way.                              in the heats   
rescind                                                                                                             Norwegian
                                                                                                                         northern lites
                                                                                                                         watch them
New boat                                                                                                          briten up
you have the new boat                                                                                      the nites.
for taking on the tide
in the moment boy sailor              In the forest of a nite
you realise                                     there is the sprite
your dreams an ocean wide.          its the spring of color
                                                       its northern lites
                                                       the fuller
                                                       spark of electricity
                                                       jumps in elasticity

                                                       The sprite at nite                     Ski tomorrow
                                                        is sparky                                 ski yesterday
                                                        when its dark                          when you make
                                                        lite at heart                              your own roads
                                                        starts to dash                            your inroads
                                                        and dart                                   to where you
                                                                                                        want to get
                                                        Don't fite                                 Go out on
                                                        the sprite at nite                       the white paper
                                                        don't be scared                         stillness of it all
                                                        of litening                                 see the frozen warming
                                                        it is rare                                    icy smoke of
                                                        sprite in its rite                         your unheard call
                                                        will welcome all
                                                        the snow in                               You're on your own
                                                                                                          all alone
                                                                                                           but you can make
                                                        Alite is                                       it home
                                                         the sprite at nite                         all alone
                                                        leaves illuminos snow                on your own  
                                                        on the ground                             make it
                                                        by morning found                      make it home
                                                        where the sprite did go.  
                                                                                                           Ski upon the white icing
                                                                                                            of the cake tin top
                                                                                                            these frozen snowflakes
                                                                                                             that will never stop
                                                                                                             ski yesterday
                                                                                                             as tomorrow
                                                                                                             as today
                                                                                                              go on white paper
                                                                                                              make your way

                                                                                                             on your own
                                                                                                              all alone
                                                                                                              you can make it
                                                                                                              home today

                                                                                                              home today
                                                                                                              home today
                                                                                                              you can make it
                                                                                                               home today.
Go run a long way
on a snowy road
you can overcome
bear any load
Go run a strait way
round any bend
that tries to block you                      Landscape changes in the cold
a message out there send                 you hardly recognise Summer   
Go run across country                      Winter leaves the color of snow
in any kind of weather                     everywhere you go
there's no end to your thinness
in your body's tether                        Icicles invent the look
                                                         of Norway's open book
                                                         white pages snow stages
Marathon marathon                          that to bed you took
you go run a long way
you run along the way                      Warm feeling
the quickest                                       tho cold is sealing
to run the long way                            cold snowflakes in
                                                          Warm feeling
                                                           snow's appealing
Go run a long way                             deep and never thin
rite up to your death
go run a long way                              Ice is beaten back by snow
til you run out of breath                     soft stuff in a glow
Wait no time                                      so often you have seen it now
would for you                                     but still its new to you
the slow seconds
you drew                                            Warm feeling at seeing
as you sped along                                the cold out there again
in your fleet of shoe                           warm feeling in the cold
                                                            when its minus ten
Marathon marathon                            You know you've seen it all before
run a long way                                     but its like its new in store
to your death                                        warm feeling is all the snow stuff
go run along the way                           laid out there you saw.
til you run out of breath
Wait no one could for you
when you were in the lead
go run a long way
like a dream that's freed
                                                                                          Don't believe
                                                                                          you can't sing the song
                                                                                          you make a celebration
                                                                                          of it going wrong

                                                                                          In trying
                                                                                          its better than dying
                                                                                          but only just
                                                                                           that the words make sense
                                                                                          you trust

                                                                                           The beat can get you
                                                                                            to the end
                                                                                           the end the end the end
                                                                                           the beat with harmony
                                                                                            can blend
                                                                                            you tend to follow it
                                                                                            comprehend

                                                                                             This isn't the worst song
                                                                                             in the world
                                                                                             so give it a spin
                                                                                             a spin a spin a spin
                                                                                             this isn't the worst song
                                                                                              to sing to your girl
                                                                                             dance to it
                                                                                              give her a twirl

                                                                                               Worst song in the world
                                                                                               this isn't the worst song
                                                                                                in the world
                                                                                               its a little better
                                                                                               so go and get her
                                                                                                this isn't the worst song
                                                                                                 in the world.         

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