On Hearing ‘Sail Along Silvery Moon’
On Hearing “Sail Along Silvery Moon”
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”,
The sound of summer when
We fell in love with teenage queens
Before we grew to men;
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”,
You broke my heart and I
Descended to the underworld
To sing myself or die;
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”,
The sound of summer when
We fell in love with teenage queens
And now I hear again
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”
But, alas, I am too old
To follow you across the sky—
My heart’s grown cold;
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”
Rolling back the years,
Melting my heart of ice,
Turning it to tears;
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”,
The sound of summer when
We fell in love with teenage queens.
I’m back in love again!
“Sail Along Silvery Moon”.
Gabriel Fitzmaurice
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