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"Sailing" by Christopher Cross (Christopher Cross, 1979)

We Sail on Liquid Sunshine: Photography by Shawn Michel de Montaigne





Sailing

Christopher Cross



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Well it's not far down to paradise

At least it's not for me

And if the wind is right you can sail away

And find tranquility

Oh, the canvas can do miracles

Just you wait and see

Believe me


It's not far to Never Never Land

No reason to pretend

And if the wind is right you can find the joy

Of innocence again

Oh, the canvas can do miracles

Just you wait and see

Believe me


Sailing

Takes me away to where I've always heard it could be

Just a dream and the wind to carry me

Soon I will be free


Fantasy

It gets the best of me

When I'm sailing

All caught up in the reverie

Every word is a symphony

Won't you believe me?


Sailing

Takes me away to where I've always heard it could be

Just a dream and the wind to carry me

And soon I will be free


Well, it's not far back to sanity

At least it's not for me

And if the wind is right you can sail away

And find serenity

Oh, the canvas can do miracles

Just you wait and see

Really, believe me


Sailing

Takes me away to where I've always heard it could be

Just a dream and the wind to carry me

And soon I will be free



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In August of 1980 I boarded a DC-8 bound

for Honolulu, Hawai'i, to begin my collegiate

swimming career.

I was terrified and already homesick,

and not at all certain that I should be

flying anywhere, let alone more than four thousand miles away.

My mother, dying of a slow terminal disease,

needed me.

But she insisted I go, so I went.


I view that day as the very first of my adulthood,

even though for years I was expected, quite unfairly,

to be an adult in her care.

I was taking my first steps on a new path.

Something inside me warned me that it was

going to be anything but easy,

was going to be anything but filled with friendship

and love,

was going to be lonesome, isolating,

massively dysfunctional, and painful

in ways I just couldn't imagine.


It was, it has been, it is still.


Back then it was all high-tech for the attendants

to offer you headphones--these plastic things

with tiny ear buds that came in a plastic bag.

Nice thing--they were free.

(Bet you can't even imagine that today.)

A pretty attendant offered me a pair,

and I gladly accepted.

As the jet soared over the deep blue Pacific,

I listened to the offerings,

of which this perfect song was part.


It stands today as both a footnote and a reminder

that I need to live my life my way

no matter the consequences,

no matter how many "friends"

I lose along the way,

no matter how disdained I may end up

in the eyes of society,

the very womb of dysfunction.

I realize the lyrics don't speak about such things,

but I have a wonderful, rich imagination,

and so, for me, they do.

As a result,

this is one of my all-time favorite songs.

Enjoy.



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Photography: We Sail On Liquid Sunshine by yours truly



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