I know that New York exists, I have often been there. I have only authority to assure me about Ames, I have not even met an eyewitness. For all I know, it is a figment of the cartographers' imagination. This seems a more appropriate song, then:
OVER THE RAINBOW
As sung by Judy in the film
Someplace where there isn't any trouble...
...do you suppose there is such a place, Toto?
There must be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away...
Behind the moon
Beyond the rain
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can't I? |
