Beach House On The Moon
(专辑: Beach House On The Moon - 1999)
Cameron's getting logical, A
Vulcan in disguise, The
mysteries of the
night are Putting sparkles in his eyes. He's looking for sound reasoning, But the
best that I
can do, Is this transcendental story, That I'll pass along to you. Past the
falls they call Victoria, Down the
river named the
Nile, Drifts a
tiny little handmade boat, It's shaped just like a
smile. And steered by a
magician, With the
knowledge that he needs, To keep him on his destined course, Past the
crocodiles and reeds. He's the
Admiral of the
ocean, The
Lone Eagle in the
sky, He gave me my first sextant, And he taught me how to fly. It's been quite a
lengthy passage, From the
dawn of time till now, He has weathered the
infernal storms In his trusty petite dow. He has soared about colossal waves, Sailed the
endless sea. Sometimes he resembles you, Sometimes he looks like me. I
saw him through my telescope, On a
cloudless night in June, As he rested between voyages At his beach house on the
moon. There are windows to the
galaxies And hallways to the
past. There are trapdoors to the
future And a
splintered ancient mast. There are relics from Apollo trips, When the
earthmen came to play, And a
hammock from a
distant star, Out in the
Milky Way. He's the
Admiral of the
ocean The
Lone Eagle in the
sky. He game me my first sextant And he taught me how to fly. I
saw him through my telescope On a
cloudless night in June As he rested between voyages At his beach house on the
moon. A
stripped bass breaks the
surface As the
sunset fades away And our journey from the
Sea of Storms Takes us home beside the
bay. We go fishing in the
ocean We go traveling back in time Like the
song says 'teach your children' To go fishing with their minds. Cameron's contemplating I'm not sure just what he thinks "Is my dad some kind of lunatic With his stories and high hi-jinks". Then he says when I
get old and gray And feel like I'm marooned, He will take me in his rocket ship To that beach house on the
moon.