Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Another New World, artist - Josh Ritter. Album song So Runs The World Away, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 03.05.2010
Record label: Josh Ritter
Song language: English
Another New World |
The leading lights of the age |
All wondered amongst 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’m 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 got are my guts and my God» |
Then I paused, «And the Annabelle Lee» |
Oh, the Annabelle Lee, I saw their eyes shine |
The most beautiful ship in the sea |
My Nina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria |
My beautiful Annabelle Lee |
That spring I set sail |
As the crowd waved from shore |
And on board the crew waved their hands |
But I never had family, just the Annabelle Lee |
So, I’d never had cause to look back |
I just set the course north and 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 Annabelle Lee |
After that it got colder |
And the world got quiet |
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 |
'Til at last all around us was fastness |
One vast, glassy desert of arsenic white |
And the waves that once lifted us |
Sifted instead into drifts against Annabelle’s sides |
And the crew gathered closer |
At first for the comfort |
But each morning would bring a new set |
Of the tracks in the snow leading over the edge |
Of the world 'til I was the only one left |
And after that it gets cloudy |
But it feels like I laid there |
For days and maybe for months |
But Annabelle held me, the two of us happy |
Just to think back on all we had done |
We talked of the other worlds we’d discover |
As she gave up her body to me |
And as I chopped up her mainsail for timber |
I told her of all that we still had to see |
And as the frost turned her moorings to ninetail |
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 here back to |
The old world to drink and decline |
And 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 Annabelle Lee |
Has 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 Annabelle Lee |
Has finally made it to another new world |