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The owl and the pussy cat set sail for the moon

And the ripples of their passing played a shiver 'cross my soul

As their boat slipped away through the oily tide of time

And the wound of their wake closed soft behind their stern

And the moon shines a little brighter

But what do we do,

now they're gone?

For Otis and Steve

Descend into chaos?

Repent all our sins?

Hide under the blanket

Raise a toast or three to absent friends?

The owl and the pussy cat set sail for the moon

No-one lives forever but some boats leave too soon

And echoes rebound across the stars

Echoes of Sweet Child and Ziggy's guitar,

Haunt us who stand here, forlorn on the shore

Where the moon on the water reveals nothing more

And as the starlight enfolds them,

'Cross the distance I feel

Reverberations through the ether

Drumming in my dreams

Reverberations through the ether

Drumming in my dreams

The Owl and The Pussy Cat