Sailing … Part One

 

 

From his debut album, “Sailing,” is a song written and recorded by Christopher Cross, released in June 1980.

 

Please see the video and imagine you are a twenty-something young woman in love.

 

https://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=VzgQoGvSKA4

 

Here are the lyrics.

Again, please see the video and imagine you are a twenty-something young woman in love.

 

Well, it’s not far down to paradise
At least it’s not for me
And if the wind is right
You can sail away and find tranquility
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

 

It’s not far to never-never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right
You can find the joy of innocence again
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

 

Sailing takes me away
To where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

 

Fantasy, it gets the best of me
When I’m sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won’t you believe me

 

Sailing takes me away
To where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

 

Well it’s not far back to sanity
At least it’s not for me
And if the wind is right
you can sail away and find serenity
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me

 

Sailing takes me away
To where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free

 

 

 

Sail On

Shanghai, 1982,

I can’t remember your face;

but I see you standing there;

our eyes met and we knew

there was only this time;

this brief time we’d have to share,

not a lifetime.

Images are all that’s left me … that

and a letter I must have misplaced

along the way;

why, I don’t know.

One of the largest populated cities

in the world.

Then a population of more than

eleven million,

now over twenty-four;

a major shipping and trading center;

it brought him to me.

On a cargo ship heading back to Mexico,

he docked;

I flew in;

we sailed into each other;

suspended in time we only had eyes

for each other;

my mind remembers clearly;

my young heart breaks loose,

like a sail broken free of its halyard,

out of reach, out of touch.

Almost the same height, same weight,

same brown eyes, same curly brown hair,

are we one?

We purchase two identical

blue and white striped t-shirts;

we wear them

together;

we stroll through a magical garden,

holding hands, laughing, smiling,

always smiling.

Last time our eyes met

an elevator door closed,

separating us for the last time,

forever.

A postmark arrives;

a stamp from Mexico identifies the country;

my young heart stops;

what he says I do not remember;

only the last line …

“Have a nice life.”

I’m sixty-one now, and you?

Did you have a family?

Are you still sailing?

You’ll always sail in my heart.

Do you ever think of me?

In 1982, we sailed into each other. 

May the wind carry these thoughts

to never-never land.

I did find tranquility;

I captured joy;

I have kept my innocence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sail

 

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