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Radio XXV, side A, track 1: “Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)” by enya

Enya - Orinoco FlowOh, enya, you might be shocked to hear this, but I don’t get out of the house much.  I know, it’s shocking.  But hear me out, enya.  For one, due to some annoying anxiety issues, it sometimes is sheer force of will just to exit the bed on any given day.  Actually, you could probably chalk most of it up to anxiety.  At the time I recorded this particular (and particularly amazing) song, it wasn’t quite as bad.  Considering I didn’t have my own mode of transportation as of yet, I actually got out quite a bit.  Granted, most of the places I was going I didn’t really want to, such as church or school or church, but I guess when you don’t have any other choice, whattaya gonna do?  Sure, I faked an illness now and again, but since when I got actually sick I couldn’t even stand for the most part, my parents weren’t buying some minor illness when we had a Creator of the Universe to impress.

But that’s not the point here, enya.  The point is, even though it’s highly unlikely that I’ll ever travel to the many mysterious places you mention in your song (and the only reason they’re mysterious is because I’m too lazy to look at a map), and even though I have no desire to see any of these places (which we will blame also on laziness and general craziness), what I love about this great big blue orb of ours is that despite that these days thanks to technology we’re crazy connected to everything everywhere, and despite that we are exponentially learning more about the planet every day until soon there will be no knowledge that’s not known, despite all of this, the Earth really is still a giant magical mysterious place.

If you were absolutely ignorant of any of these places that you sing about, enya, it would sound very much like you were hearing a song that  was being sung on an episode of “Star Trek” or “Farscape” or “Game Of Thrones” or something.  Besides just your otherworldly beautiful voice, just listen to all these wonderfully magical places:  the Sea of Clouds; the Island of the Moon; the Isles of Ebony.  Seriously, enya, these places sound like something you’d make up for an all-night Dungeons & Dragons marathon.  The kind of place you wish you could visit in real life, like The Shire or The Wall.

So thank you, enya, for reminding me that instead of reading so many comic books and watching so many sci-fi/fantasy shows and dreaming about these imaginary places, that I should just appreciate that we live on a planet still full of so many wonders.  That I’ll never visit.  But let’s be honest, enya, even if Endor and the Ewoks really existed (which would be amazing) and I had the opportunity to travel there, I’d probably just tell my wife I was sick. . .

“Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)”

Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea

Da da

Da da

Da da

Da da

Da da

Sail away, sail away, sail away

Sail away, sail away, sail away

Sail away, sail away, sail away

Sail away, sail away, sail away
From Bissau to Palau in the shade of Avalon
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon
From Bali to Cali far beneath the Coral Sea

Da da

Da da

Da da

Da da

Da da

(Ahhhhh. . .)
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu

(Ooo oo)
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu

(Ooo oo)
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu
(Ahhhhhhh. . .)

Sail away, sail away, sail away

Sail away, sail away, sail away

Sail away, sail away, sail away

Sail away, sail away, sail away
From the North to the South, Ebudæ into Khartoum
From the deep Sea of Clouds to the Island of the Moon
Carry me on the waves to the land I’ve never been
Carry me on the waves to the lands I’ve never seen
We can sail, we can sail, with the Orinoco flow
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can steer, we can near with Rob Dickins at the wheel
We can sigh, say good-bye Ross and his Dependency
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

We can sail, we can sail,
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

(Sail away, sail away, sail away)

(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

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