Josh Ritter - Another New World lyrics

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<b>Another New World</b> by <i>Josh Ritter</i><br />The leading light 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 else 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've 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 we set sail as the crows waved from shore

and on board the crew waved their hats

But I never had family just the Annabelle Lee

so I didn't have cause to look back

I just set the course north and I studied the charts

and toward 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 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

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

After that it gets cloudy but it feels like I lay there

for days 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

As the frost turned her moorings to nine-tail

and the wind lashed her sides in the cold

I burned her to keep me alive every night

in the lover's embrace of her hold

I won't call it rescue what brought me here back to

the old world to drink and decline

And to 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 known tropical bird

And I smile in my sleep thinking Annabelle Lee

has finally made it to another new world