To Fly Away

Before I left Duwamish Bay for the Gypsy Camp I stopped by Livia's Bookshop.

It's still closed and she's still gone and I know she's missed by everyone down here at the Marina.

I went to the Sideshow to visit Kincross and Clara and for once Kincross wasn't performing her slight of hand...done I suppose to pull in a crowd for the main show.

Though I suspect she does it simply for the attention.

Tonight the Twins Wintra and Summer were standing on a little makeshift stage and they were singing. It was a song we use to see in the first grade as part of our
" American Folk Songs " studies and I remember liking it because you didn't have to be a great singer to make it sound good.

Plus it was about Flying...of course this song is about Death...but to fly... ah, what a dream.

Anyway as I watched Kincross and Jesse the Cyclops and the Twins, who would never die but simply go on forever like the tide coming back to the shore over and over again, I wondered and I always will, why THEY enjoyed singing it so much.

And why they looked so sad when they sang:


I'll Fly Away


Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
I'll fly away.

To a home on God's celestial shore,
I'll fly away.

I'll fly away, O Glory, I'll fly away.

When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.

When the shadows of this life have flown,
I'll fly away.

Like a bird thrown, driven by the storm,
I'll fly away.

I'll fly away, O Glory, I'll fly away.
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.

Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away.

To a land where joy shall never end,
I'll fly away.

I'll fly away, O Glory,
I'll fly away.

When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I'll fly away.