And there are worlds
Beneath the city we know
And other towns
Are hidden under the snow
They keep the earth spinning slow
Oh no, I won’t let you go
And there are fields,
and there are mountains ahead
The waves will crash
The sea will swallow the dead
Drown out the words that we said
We will return to our beds
Far away
We’ll be walking on the wayside
By your side
Things look different in the moonlight
II.
And there are streams
And there are rivers to cross
We all have dreams
Things that we loved and we lost
Don’t give up on this that fast
Don’t ever dwell on the past
I’ve got a map
You’ve got a new pair of shoes
A well-worn path
That backbeat rhythm and blues
Two kids with nothing to lose
I’d like to spend it with you
Far away
We’ll be walking on the wayside
By your side
Things look different in the moonlight
III.
Eventually they will all know your story:
how you abandoned the earth and took to the stars,
how you vanished on the clearest day
when the water was still and it was
impossible to separate sky from ocean.
You disappeared into that magical silence,
light striking you in particles and waves,
hail forming in cloud banks beside you,
vertical winds of cumulonimbus
You ascended on an updraft, engines firing,
air flowing faster over the upper camber of your wings.
Now ice formed on your fuselage.
Now your radio transmitted only radio silence.
Looking down, the Pacific was no longer below.
IV.
And it felt as if the world was unfolding before you,
lost in polar regions in perpetual sunlight,
Adrift amid shifts in earth’s magnetic field
your compass rendered useless.
This is how you would have liked it to end:
floating past satellites in uneven orbits,
meteorites and lunar eclipse omens,
engulfed in a miasma of space debris and stars.
Yes, they will know your story
how you abandoned the earth for the heavens
how you fled without knowing what you were fleeing,
flying great-circle routes and chasing lines of longitude,
dimly aware of that fleeting feeling, advancing, receding,
rising, repeating, and they’ll start to sing:
Far away
We’ll be walking on the wayside
By your side
Things look different in the moonlight
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