DAGMAR: MUSIC

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With a debt of gratitude and a tip of the hat to: Herman Melville and his book "Moby Dick" for inspiration; Lord Alfred Tennyson and his poem "Crossing The Bar" for scattered words and phrases; Charles Hirshberg for bring the Tennyson poem to my attention.

It's not on any map, not on any chart
In time you find true places never are
Sea turns to black and swallows up the stars
Moon dies astern as we float across the bar

Silent in the turquoise cove, uh-oh
on the Isle of Kokovoko
Too full for sound and foam, uh-oh
on the Isle of Kokovoko, oh, oh, oh

Who burned the missions down? Uh-oh!
Who turned the world around? Uh-oh, uh-oh, OH!
Please tell me:  Where did the holy men go? Uh-oh!
Who fanned the smoldering coals? Uh-oh, uh-oh, OH!
La la la . . .

Black sand and empty boats, uh-oh
on the Isle of Kokovoko
Footprints and veils of smoke, uh-oh
on the Isle of Kokovoko, oh, oh, oh

Who burned the missions down? Uh-oh!
Who turned the world around? Uh-oh, uh-oh, OH!
Please tell me:  Where did the holy men go? Uh-oh!
Who fanned the smoldering coals? Uh-oh, uh-oh, OH!
La, la, la . . .

Skulls roll like coconuts, uh-oh
on the Isle of Kokovoko
Fires burn and no-one's home, uh-oh
on the Isle of Kokovoko, oh, oh, oh

Who burned the missions down? Uh-oh!
(. . . etc.)