Another New World

The leading lights of the age all wondered amongst themselves

What I would do next

After all that I've found in my travels around the world

Was there anything left

Gentlemen, I said, I've studied the charts

And if what I'm thinking is right

There's another new world at the top of the world

For the first one who breaks through the ice

And I look 'round the room

In that way I once had and I saw that they wanted belief

So I said, all I've got are my guts and my God

Then I paused, and the Annabelle Lee

Oh, the Annabelle Lee and I saw their eyes shine

The most beautiful ship in the sea

My Nina, my Pinta, my Santa Maria

My beautiful Annabelle Lee

The spring we set sail, the crowds waves from the shore

And on board the crew waved their hats

But I never had family, just the Annabelle Lee

So I never had cause to look back

I just set the course north and I'd study the charts

And towards dawn I drifted toward sleep

And I'd dream of the fine, deep harbor I'd find

Past the ice for my Annabelle Lee

After that it got colder

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

Till at last all around us was vastness

One vast glassy desert of arsenic white

And the waves that once lifted us

Shifted instead into drifts against Annabelle's side

And the crew gathered closer

At first for the warmth but each day would bring a new set

Of tracks in the snow leading over the edge of the world

Till I was the only one left

Then it gets cloudy but it seems like I laid there for days or maybe for months

Oh, but Annabelle held me just the two of us happy

To think back on all we had done

We talked of the other new 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

As the frost turned her moorings to nine tail

And the winds lashed her sides in the cold

I burned her to keep me alive every night

In the loving embrace of her hold

And I won't call it rescue

That brought me back here 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's 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's finally made it to another new world