© martin stirrup 2016

Track 09

Maritime Decree

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Maritime Decree

an atmospheric acoustic song with a maritime theme...

This is either a lovesong using maritime imagery - or an anthropomorphic representation of man's relationship with the sea ... (or maybe both!) The inspiration was a trip to Iceland, but the song mentions Alaska (well, you try fitting an Icelandic name into a song...) The photo is Dalvic harbour in the far north.

words and music by Martin Stirrup 2016

She shipped out from Alaska and cruised back in my life Am C F C
Caressed my brow and sang a soft refrain F C
And I didn’t want to ask her ‘cause I couldn’t take the strife Am Em F C
So I let her set her moorings once again F C G

I know I should be wary, I know I should be wise
I know I should have firmly closed the door
But you know my thoughts can vary, and you might well surmise
That when emotion reigns then logic hit’s the floor F G Am rep F G C

She gave no explanation, no promises were made Em Am Em Am
There were no revelations, no favours were repaid Em Am F G
We slipped back into rhythm, the past just slipped away Am C G7 Am
For it counts for less than nothing in her arms Dm G

She feckless as the weather, persistent as the sea Am C F C
Yet soothes like waves upon a shingle shore F C
So you mix it all together in some maritime decree Am Em F C
And when she’s gone you’ll end up wanting more F G Am
And when she’s gone you’ll end up wanting more F G C

instrumental

There’s mist upon the mountains, there’s dew upon the grass
A mournful tang of autumn in the air
There’s sweetness but a sadness that just won’t seem to pass
A foretaste of the times when she’s not there

You told yourself you’d never give in to her again
You swore you had the strength now to weather any pain
But you crumbled like a castle that’s surrounded by the waves
For it counted less than nothing in her arms

She feckless as the weather, persistent as the sea
Yet soothes like waves upon a shingle shore
So you mix it all together in some maritime decree
And when she’s gone you’ll end up wanting more
And when she’s gone you’ll end up wanting more