Wooden ships on the water, very free and easy,
Easy, you know the way it's supposed to be,
Silver people on the shoreline, let us be,
Talkin' 'bout very free and easy...
Horror grips us as we watch you die,
All we can do is echo your anguished cries,
Stare as all human feelings die,
We are leaving - you don't need us.
Go, take your sister then, by the hand,
lead her away from this foreign land,
Far away, where we might laugh again,
We are leaving - you don't need us.
And it's a fair wind, blowin' warm,
Out of the south over my shoulder,
Guess I'll set a course and go...
~CSNY
hello Nancy---so wonderful to hear from you. The world revolved a few times without you. Maybe I thought you got off and you watched it-like a top- and jumped back in-when everyone needed a smile or some butt-kicking prose......-matey.
[the Madeline -a school and... the Edmund Fitzgerald....
to feel the wood knowing what it felt]
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