https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9wuTOedklo
This was the ship that I dreamed would someday bring my love
Thank you, Ben E. King. And Leiber and Stoller. And Atlantic Records for putting that insistent Tympani and strings on this superbly romantic and insistent recording. On The Horizon; I was sixteen, barely a few weeks into my career as a merchant sailor, when one night in 1959 in the wet darkness I tuned in my little transistor on a rainy Hull dock side, and everything about this simple record seemed to sum up my life. And it still does. Mysterious, fabulous imagery, and a voice as warm and rich as a Georgia sunset. RIP, Ben, and I’m looking forward to seeing you in the heavenly choir.
On the horizon out where the ocean greets the sky
On the horizon I saw a ship go sailing by
This was the ship that I'd often dreamed of
A ship made of gold with a golden sail above
On the horizon I saw a ship go sailing by
This was the ship that I'd often dreamed of
A ship made of gold with a golden sail above
This was the ship that I dreamed would someday bring my love
On the horizon out where the lonely seagulls cry
On the horizon my ship of dreams came sailing by
Sailing to me with this cargo so rare
It kept comin' closer and closer I swear
Closer and closer 'til I woke up and found you there
On the horizon my ship of dreams came sailing by
Sailing to me with this cargo so rare
It kept comin' closer and closer I swear
Closer and closer 'til I woke up and found you there
Oh, on the horizon, the horizon, the horizon