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 and my beautiful Annabelle Lee
That spring I set sail, the crowd 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 towards dark I drifted towards 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
Till 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 and crew gathered closer
At first for the comfort, but each morning would bring a new set
Of tracks in the snow leading over the edge of the world till I was the only one left
And after that it gets cloudy but it feels like I lay there for days and 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
And 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 loving embrace of her hold
And 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
Yes, sometimes at night in my dreams comes the singing of some unknown tropical bird
And I smile in my sleep, thinking Annabel Lee's finally made it to another new world
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