I Stand on the Deck

I stand on the deck

I feel the boat sway

Bodies pass on the current

My old life floats away

The first drops of rain

The first hours of night

Our first moments of sorrow

Our first day of flight

I'm a brand new man

It's a bold new day

My family is safe

And we're sailing away

But we don't know where we are sailing to

And we don't know what we are going to do

We'll sail to the horizon

And if we fall off

We'll pick ourselves up

We'll dust ourselves off

There's a storm coming

I know, I know

There's a storm coming

I know, I know

There's a storm coming

I know

I know

If we could only return to Springfield

Night was bright as day

Streetlights shone on every corner

Lamps glowed in each café

The movie theater flickered

With every story known

You long to speak to someone

You pick up the telephone

The air is filled with music

The streets are filled with laughter

And when you want to eat something

You open the refrigerator

But if we had a telephone

It would only ring and ring

There's no one there to answer

Streets are filled with nothing

We want to go back to Springfield

To glide through all those days

Each crowd a pack of stories

Each heart a signal blaze

Springfield, Springfield

Springfield, Springfield

You ladies with your fussing

Everything will be just fine

We'll play cards and drink hot cocoa

Have a real good time

We'll pretend there is no river

We'll pretend there is no night

We'll drop the shades, ignore the storm

It will be alright

Yes, it will be alright

Everything will be alright

The sky's a-churning muddy green

The river now is black

The world is filled with lightning, oh

We're never going back, I know

Bart!

Coming, Dad

There is no going—