Another blunt Wednesday homage, this time to Jules Verne. Fred wrote this one when he was fifteen.
Lavínia Roseiro:
lead vocals
Paulo Chagas:
flute
Fred Lessing:
acoustic guitar, bass guitar, keyboard,
percussion, vocals
Tiago Soares:
vocals
LYRICS
Welcome to our dreamship. Come now, join our fellowship
We’ll fly high, we’ll cruise the sky - we’re going to the moon
As we cruise the endless void, Berlioz tunes shall be our fuel
Sheets for sails, flowers are nails – our star maps the only tool
Oceans of the moon, dying much too soon
Oceans of the moon, don’t leave me alone
As our starship rests aground, we promenade adventure-bound
Looking down onto a green pre-historic jungle scene
Beasts of every kind
Beaches of white sand, creatures in the deep sea
Strolling over far land, five o’clock – it's time for tea
Young world of blue lunar seas, unicorns and giant trees
Volcanoes light the night, the mind expands in endless might
Pray don’t wake us from our dream
Oceans of the moon, dying much too soon
Oceans of the moon, don’t leave me alone
As we cruise the endless void, Brahmsian tunes shall be our fuel
Crystal domes filled with stars, sailing past bright red Mars
New worlds waiting out ahead
Beaches of white sand, creatures in the deep sea
Strolling over far land, five o’clock – it's time for tea
With a compass in hand
We cross lunar sand.
Winged reptiles soar
Footprints on the shore.
Aim your telescope high
Into the daymoon sky.
Into the daymoon
Sky
[Sir Frederick] Would you like some tea, Miss Rosewood?
[Miss Rosewood] Oh, that'd be most delectable, Sir
Frederick
[Sir Frederick] Milk?
[Miss Rosewood] Just a drop, please
[Miss Rosewood] My good Sir James, say, what are our
plans for tomorrow?
[Sir James] Well, would a chipper promenade along the
lunar coastline suit you?
[Miss Rosewood] Hear hear, Sir James!
[Sir Frederick] What a jolly splendid plan!