Gornshima

I hear the plasma in the night,
But they hear only whispers of some future devastation.
I lead my ships into the fight.
The silver wings reflect the stars that guide me to my destination.
I asked an old centurion,
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient battle plans.
He turned to me as if to say,
"Hurry boy, there’s glory here for you."

It’s gonna take a war to keep me away from you.
There’s nothing that a tractor beam and ships could ever do.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
Gotta take some time to do the things we never did.

The dead crews cry out in the night,
As they grow restless longing for some ghostly company.
I know that I must lead the fight,
As sure as BattleHawks and Eagles rise
like a Phoenix over the horizon.
I seek to fight what’s deep inside,
frightened of this war that I’ve begun.

It’s gonna take a war to keep me away from you.
There’s nothing that a tractor beam and ships could ever do.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
Gotta take some time to do the things we never did.

[ instrumental break ]

"Hurry boy, there’s glory here for you."

It’s gonna take a war to keep me away from you.
There’s nothing that a tractor beam and ships could ever do.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
I fought the Gorns out at Gornshima.
Gotta take some time to do the things we never did.


Filk written by Stephen V. Cole. Appeared in Captain's Log #35. (c) 2007