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    Re: The Building 7 of the Collapsing Pandemic.. RG special... Archived Message

    Posted by Mary on April 26, 2020, 3:03 pm, in reply to "The Building 7 of the Collapsing Pandemic.. RG special..."

    We had the same and more from NZ. Lions led by donkeys.

    https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-australia-52406944

    I like Eric Bogle's version.

    The Band Played Waltzing Matilda
    https://www.tandfonline.com/doi/abs/10.1080/14443058.2017.1308959?





    His Safe in the Harbour reduces me to tears.




    'Safe in the Harbour

    Have you stood by the ocean on a diamond-hard morning
    And felt the horizon stir deep in your soul?
    Watched the wake of a steamer as it cut thru blue water
    And been gripped by a fever you just can't control?

    O to throw off the shackles and fly with the seagulls
    To where green waves tumble before a driving sea wind
    Or to lie on the decking on a warm summer's evening
    Watch the red sun fall burning beneath the earth's rim

    But to every sailor comes time to drop anchor
    Haul in the sails and make the lines fast
    You deep water dreamer, your journey is over
    You're safe in the harbour at last
    You're safe in the harbour at last

    Some men are sailors, but most are just dreamers
    Held fast by the anchors they forge in their minds
    Who in their hearts know they'll never sail over deep water
    To search for a treasure they're afraid they won't find

    So in sheltered harbours they cling to their anchors
    Bank down their boilers & shut down their steam
    And wait for the sailors to return with the bright treasures
    That will fan the dull embers & fire up their dreams

    But to every sailor comes time to drop anchor
    Haul in the sails and make the lines fast
    You deep water dreamer, your journey is over
    You're safe in the harbor at last
    You're safe in the harbor at last

    And some men are schemers who laugh at the dreamers
    Take the gold from the sailors & turn it to dross
    They're men in a prison, they're men without vision
    Whose only horizon is profit and loss
    So when storm clouds come sailing across your blue ocean
    Hold fast to your dreaming for all that you're worth
    For as long as there's dreamers, there will always be sailors
    Bringing back their bright treasures from the corners of earth

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