The Stand Still, Stay Silent Fan-Forum
Creative Corner => Writing Board => Topic started by: Yastreb on June 24, 2021, 08:27:11 AM
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Back in my childhood, I recall watching the BBC comedy show Not Only... But Also... with Peter Cooke and Dudley Moore. One of my favourite parts was the closing segment Poets Cornered, in which Pete, Dud, and a guest were seated facing a vat of something they called "BBC Gunge." The three were to create poetry on the spot, and any hesitation or errors in making the poem (such as a bad rhyme or getting the scansion wrong) would get the perpetrator hurled into the gunge. And there was no winner; in the end, all three would be hurled into the gunge.
Well, there's no gunge available, and no way to hurl S4 members into it. But we can still create poetry here, one line at a time. Here's an example (albeit short) from another forum long ago...
Your eyes shine like deep cesspools in the pale moonlight
I look down on you from my superior height
A loaded pistol is in your hand
As you wrestle with events you don't understand
And contemplate depths never plumbed
Of harps and lyres never strummed
Lay down that weapon, lest the world never know
What gifts and what joys you could bestow
Down that song, those tunes those notes
Take off those gumboots and lay down that goat
Stand up straight and give a sheepish smile
'Cos jokes about livestock are never out of style
With goat and gun and gumboots akimbo
Your thoughts fly out to some strange limbo
Barefoot you follow your fleeing ideas
Trying to forget your deep-seated fears
These fear they leave on whispered wings
As mind and thought release such things
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So, here's the opening line. Over to you!
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
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I never really thought much of poetry until I started reading SSSS and reading all those cool poems in the comments. I'm enjoying poetry a lot more now (especially the haiku chain). Thanks for making this thread. It'll be fun.
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
(Do I get gunked for using “gonna”?)
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
(someone had to so I took one for the team)
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
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Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plain door and with a breath I leap
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
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So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around this time I realized I forgot my trunk.
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realised I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
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As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos"
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos"
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small"
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos"
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small"
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane.
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
Going out in public, he'd wear such strange apparel
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
Going out in public, he'd wear such strange apparel
That people would just stare at him, or point, jest and yell
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
Going out in public, he'd wear such strange apparel
That people would just stare at him, or point, jest and yell.
Ah, I remember the day I first spoke with the guy
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
Going out in public, he'd wear such strange apparel
That people would just stare at him, or point, jest and yell.
Ah, I remember the day I first spoke with the guy
I met him in the market place as he was strolling by
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
Going out in public, he'd wear such strange apparel
That people would just stare at him, or point, jest and yell.
Ah, I remember the day I first spoke with the guy
I met him in the market place as he was strolling by
"So tell me Jill, was your friend in Laos named Jack?"
-
As I was flying my private plane I heard a sudden rip
The left-side wing had been torn askew, the plane began to dip
My life flashes past as the wind fuels the fire
All the high and and low moments of my life entire
No future now is offered by the earth spread out below
Only a long descent that was not gonna be slow
"It's time to hit the silk" was my next thought
But then came a lesson I was once taught
About the time to jump and the time to ditch
All the while bearing in mind gravity is a b*ch
But with time running out, the choice had to be made
Do I still intend to live or choose eternal shade?
I open the plane door and with a breath I leap
Just before the AN-2 began to dive too steep
So sorry to see you go, my sweet hunk of junk!
It was around that time that I realized I forgot my trunk
With all the maps and charts of where the Wanderer now lay
My poor memory will have to show me the way
I was drifting down beneath my chute, towards dry land below
Landing not so softly on a hills barren plateau
I landed hard but luckily I avoided getting hurt
And the canvas of my parachute rested gently in the dirt
"Well, that was close," I muttered, "But I can't lie here all day"
So I gathered the silk, looked around - now, which way?
But first I needed somewhere safe to sit and think awhile
I spotted a pedestrian who had a friendly smile
"'Scuse me miss", I paused, "Could I trouble you for a sec?"
"Have you perchance just seen a biplane hit the deck?"
"Already yearning to return up there, fallen stranger?"
"Oh I would, if only I could, I have a zest for danger."
"Walk down this road, stranger, and answers you shall find."
I nod my head and walk with only the map in my mind
Been traveling for hours now, my patience wearing thin
I thought that I should stop and eat, lest hunger pangs set in
So I looked around for somewhere to buy a tasty snack
Perhaps the woman I met lives around here, I think back
To when I saw her walk into a house up on that hill
And that, my friends, was how I met the lovely lass named Jill.
Seeing me on her porch Jill invited me into her house.
"You remind me of someone who I met last year in Laos."
"An old friend of mine lives there, but the World can't be that small
"He's a elderly man, a professor, tan, grey hair, quite tall."
I thought back to the people that I met in Vientiane
When I remembered a man, who I deemed was insane
A tall and dapper fellow, American by birth,
Who was old and looked lean, yet full of mirth
Going out in public, he'd wear such strange apparel
That people would just stare at him, or point, jest and yell.
Ah, I remember the day I first spoke with the guy
I met him in the market place as he was strolling by
"So tell me Jill, was your friend in Laos named Jack?"
"Why yes," she said, "and his last name...was Flack!"