Camerons getting logical
A vulcan in disguise
The mysteries of the night
Are putting sparkles in his eyes
He's looking for sound reasoning but the
best that I can do, is this
transcendental story that I'll
pass along to you
Past the falls they call Victoria
down the river named the Nile
Drifts a tiny little hand made boat
it'shaped just like a smile
And, steered by a magician,
with the knowledge that he needs
To keep him on his destined course past
He's the Admiral of the ocean
the lone eagle in the sky
He gave me my first sextant
and he taught me how to fly
It's been quite a lengthy passage
from the dawn of time 'till now
He has weathered the infernal storms
in his trusty petite dow
He has soared above colossal waves,
and sailed the endless sea
Sometimes he resembles you
I saw him through my telescope
on cloudless night in June, as he
rested between voyages at his
Beach House On The Moon
There are windows to the galaxies and
hallways to the past
There are trapdoors to the future
and a splintered ancient mast
There are relics from Apollo trips,
when the earthmen came to play
And, a hammock from a distant star out
in the Milky Way-ay
He's the Admiral of the ocean the lone
eagle in the sky
He gave me my first sextant and he
taught me how to fly
I saw him through my telescope on
cloudless night in June
As he rested between voyages at his
Beach House On The Moon
A stripped bass breaks the surface
As the sunset fades away
And, our journey from the sea of storms
takes us home beside the bay
We go fishing in the ocean,
we go traveling back in time
Like the song says "teach your children"
to go fishing with their minds
Cameron's contemplating I'm not
sure just what he thinks
Is my dad some kind of lunatic with
his stories and hi-jinks
Then he says when I get old and grey
and feel like I'm marooned
He'll take me in his rocket ship to the
Beach House On the Moon