Closing Ceremony Song Lyrics

Sam’s Song

Well, it’s after hours down in Harry’s Bar, and the evening has just begun,
And MacIvor is telling all over again how he nearly fell into the sun,
And the droid in the corner is getting well oiled, and the Wookiee has let down his hair,
And I’m sitting alone on a 49 bus and I’m wishing that I was there…

I’ll have one more photon torpedo, Harry, and make it a litre or more,
And if I should happen to fall off my seat, just let me slip to the floor,
‘Cause it took me too many years to come, but I’m where I wanted to be;
Home is the Hunter, home from the hill and the sailor, home from the sea…

And it’s outward bound on a Nyrond ship, and the warpdrive is coming apart,
And that damn Vigilante is back on our tail, and we’ve only got five minutes start,
And the planets around here all have us on file and they’ll grab us as soon as we land,
And I’m sitting alone at a barrister’s desk and I’m watching life slip through my hand…

I’ll have one more try at the warpdrive, Zander, and then we’ll work out what to say,
And although my life is in deadly danger, I feel that I’ve lived for this day,
‘Cause it took me too many years to come, but I’m where I wanted to be;
Home is the Hunter, home from the hill and the sailor, home from the sea…

(Instrumental break)

Well, it’s peaceful down here in the Library, and I’m reading of h’Ellen and Jet,
And Kirk and the Seven are all on their way, and a Nyrond is never in debt,
And my friends are around me and so are my foes, but no-one’s for fighting today,
And I’m standing alone on the top of this hill, and it’s only inches away…
(I rather like it ending just there, but we did in fact finish it off.)

I’ll read one more page of my oldest book, the one that I know and love best,
Then I’m for my bed and my mind for its roaming while everything’s lying at rest,
‘Cause it took me too many years to come, but I’m where I wanted to be;
Home is the Hunter, home from the hill and the sailor, home from the sea…
Yes, it took me too many years to know that wherever we happen to be
Is home for this Hunter, home from the hill and the sailor’s home from the sea…
Home from the sea.

Take Me Home to FilKOntario

I used to feel the lyrics slide inside my head
The music filled me up, and I felt I would explode in a
burst of coloured static, and the people all around, their eyes
on the ground.

CHORUS: (x2)
Bring me home to FilKONtario
Stay, sing with me – we’ll
be all right, sing all night
with my friends at Filkontario

One fateful weekend, my friend took me to a filk, “What’s a
filk”, I said, and she laughed and took my hand, led me
to a room of people with guitars and easy smiles, and I
stayed a while.

CHORUS:
Bring me home to FilKONtario
Stay, sing with me – we’ll
be all right, sing all night
with my friends at Filkontario.

So now I’m hooked, I go to filk cons every year, never
get much sleep, why sleep? I could be filking…
The circle changes but the smiles are still the same, and the
song remains.

BRIDGE:
(but each time, I) find it harder to say
good-bye at the end of day,
may our paths cross again,
my friend.

Our voices may not be all perfectly on key, but we
lift each other up, and share the melody as we
fill the room with music, and I know I’ll be all right as we
sing into the night.

CHORUS (twice):
Bring me home to FilKONtario
Stay, sing with me – we’ll
be all right, sing all night
with my friends at Filkontario.