Leitch The moon is like a boat, my love Of lemon peel afloat, my love And with a sail of gauze, my love She seems to slightly pause Upon her silent way, all on her silent way. I see her pearly decks, my love Set in with twinkling specks, my love I see her pearly mast, my love Far from her seashell past And gently does she sway, all on her starry way. Of silk they have been spun, my love Her ropes that limply run, my love Down to her carved prow, my love Down to her mermaid prow And softly does she sway, all on her starry way. All in the Sea of Sky, my love The moonships sail and fly, my love Though many are their kind, my love Though all need but one wind To make their starry way, to make their starry way. And there will come a time, my love O may it be in mine, my love When men will proudly rise, my love And board to sail the skies Moonships from all the spheres, moonships from all the spheres. The men he bathed in light, my love The women clothed in white, my love All in that woundrous fleet, my love As each the other meets Will smile and softly sing, will smile and softly sing. And on some distant sand, my love The ships will gently land, my love Fair folk will meet them there, my love With golden flowing hair And great will be their joy, and great will be their joy. The moon is like a boat, my love Of lemon peel afloat, my love And with a sail of gauze, my love She seems to slightly pause.