Name: Into The Past.mp3
Duration: 3 min 21 s
Channel: Anthony Lynn Powers
Description: "Into The Past.mp3" is a song by Anthony Lynn Powers. I saw a tall ship sitting in a field 57 miles from the ocean. There was a wood cross in the ground beside it. I could not find out why it was there, I said it was just sailing into the past. When I got home I made up the story.

Into The Past.mp3

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I saw a tall ship sitting in a field 57 miles from the ocean. There was a wood cross in the ground beside it. I could not find out why it was there, I said it was just sailing into the past. When I got home I made up the story.

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Anthony Lynn Powers

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Song Info

Genre

Country • Americana

Charts

#299 in subgenre Peak #7

Charts

Peak #138

Author

Anthony Lynn Powers

Rights

2011

Uploaded

August 16, 2012

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.8 MB • 160 kbps • 3:21

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Into The Past
© 2011 Anthony Lynn Powers

They said that steam was faster
A better way to go
It meant the end of the sailing ships
And all she’d ever know
The kids now play on her
There the pirates that sail the keys
On a relic of days gone by
In a field far from the sea

Her hull was grey and broken
Her decks are badly worn
The main mast lays beside her
And her sails are fraid and torn

Once she was proud
Here white sails filled with wind
She’d set a course for the islands
Then she’d head on home again
Now she sails on an ocean
Made up of weeds and grass
She’s on her final voyage
As she sails into the past

He was her only captain
With her he rode the tide
For thirty six years he sailed her
Till steam pushed them both aside
Then one day he bought her
He had her moved to his land
Just to keep her from the scrappers
It cost him everything he had

They say he’s never spoken
Until the day he died
Was laid to rest beside her
With her he waits for the high tide

Once he was young
His life was the open sea
With a strong crew beside him
No place he’d rather be
Now his ghost is on her deck
And he holds up his glass
Toasts the days of the sailing ships
As he sails into the past

Now you can see her in that field
And still the story’s told
Of a tall ship and her captain
From so many years ago

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