To Oscar - Act II

Young and sweet and improvising.
Each event, that occurred actualizing,

Like dream of dark her division came
In falling grace and music beat,
I knew not then her unknown name
Or how such young and sweet to treat,
For all is in her dance and show,
The beautiful lofty shadows ways,
The same as twilight's dawn might glow
When shadows dark will meet the day.

All what in there between occurred
So desperate and newly born on to me,
The calmly waves of the water stirred
And made the flickers of the night free
Like dream that found its new triumph
On fallen wounds that on bales lay,
Dark night desperately sang with humph
When shadows dark meet the coming day.

[Chorus 2X: - singing] + (Sailor)
It's very hard to be a sailor for a shrimp (yeah yeah babe I know).
Because boys like that are always out of money (yeah yeah babe I know).
[1] They are feeling when not at sea like a pimp (yeah yeah babe I know).
[2] Making up and drinking like air in a baloney (yeah yeah babe I know).

[Sailor]
From my mouth I have said an awful lot of nonsense words,
And heard even more to really take some notice of;
Though I got to keep calm to make the drinks all feel right,
Otherwise all the people would just leave into the night.
Like games we make up when we ain't sober to really feel,
Ourselves or what is exactly on the other turning wheel;
We pretend we have experience beyond our working years,
But all we have really on are new clean untouched underwears.
You got to feel the sweat and tears I'm going through,
To know each working day is for me real and true;
A fisherman is more than a sailor for a shrimp,
He's working real hard labor with each his limb.

[Chorus]
It's very hard to be a sailor for a shrimp (yeah yeah babe I know).
Because boys like that are always out of money (yeah yeah babe I know).
They are feeling when not at sea like a pimp (yeah yeah babe I know).
Making up and drinking like air in a baloney (yeah yeah babe I know).

[Sailor]
Each day out there is as uneasy working as any other,
To give some feeling a thought or even to bother;
But I got to stay calm to keep out of the water,
And inside the ship with its buzzing of its bater.
North Atlantic ocean is the place where I stay,
Working and longing for the ends to meet the day;
Man these times are proving to be hard and long,
Keeping me in hoping when each night is very young.
With I got a book or two that I could read on,
Making up for times that are long time here gone;
That's the way my life goes - moves on in the shrimpin',
Better not fall - better not to be weakly limbin'.

[Chorus]

We have all got our story to tell and where we are going,
For there is a time and a place for each show on earth;
Without any journey and without us really trying or knowing,
What is to be a puzzle and what is for real now and worth.

Need to be trying to get going along on the weary road,
Finding each way that is worth when taking each new fall;
For you have to get rid of each burden and your load,
Before you can really tell what makes up for it all.

Answers are coming, giving us the truth,
Though we have to live them first to call them our own;
We all have our ways and old dreams from our youths,
That like what has living roots from the inside has grown.

You have your faith and reasons to make a new try,
Loving the shapes of the many times that will come;
Time is not at ease for the hours say goodbye,
And each remembrance is just like a withering blossom.

We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming through,
We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming through.

The night has had its way and before it's again all gone,
We need holding to dreams that traveled like the stars;
Broken to pieces are all our thoughts that are done,
For new times come sitting on the horizon of new isobars.

Here comes new dawn in playing and with so much finding,
Making all the dark shadows hollow and again too faraway;
The sun has a way in turning and weary thoughts blinding,
Yes clearing the road for the blooming of a newborn day.

We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming,
Giving and taking like the breeze that is now new born;
All is for a purpose for nature is it all summing,
Laying aside what is old to the world now and worn.

We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming through,
We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming through.

We need to be trying to get going along on the weary road,
Finding each way that is worth when taking each new fall;
For you have to get rid of each burden that makes your load,
Before you can really tell what makes up for it all.

We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming through,
We are coming through, laying new lines, we are coming through.

Going out there
to find the ways,
meeting the moments
that become the days.
All is just coming
like feelings inside,
daydreams like mornings
in dawn still hide.
Into the day.
Into the day.

All what you dreamt is gone with the night,
waving away, waving away.
Life is like river flowing on still,
dreams to carry and dreams to fulfill.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Into the day.
From dark glowing night.

INTERLUDE

Everything onward there flowing,
like the stars shine and glowing.
Into the day.
Into the day.

Yesterdays are gone,
they have all shone.
Some found their ways
in the sun setting rays,
to carry new dreams on
with the new coming days.

Give and take all.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Like a star fall.

Everything onward is there flowing,
like the stars shine and glowing.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Into the day.
Where some will again shine,
or draw a dark line.