"Ashes" genre: Folk
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	Scatter My Ashes at Sea, Have you ever thought of scattering your ashes at sea? Do you have friends or relatives who did just that . A Sailors Wish, ashes is about melding your ashes with the sea.
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	Story Behind the Song I found myself Working on this Sea Chant like song of scattering your ashes at sea for a couple of weeks and was wondering who I was writing about. I had a sense of impending death and it caused me concern. I have felt this before and in that case a friend was killed in an auto accident, over 50 miles away, the same time I had these strange feelings. I was not wearing a watch that evening and asked my date what time it was as I felt the presence of death. I found out later that was the same time as the deadly accident. When I wrote the song I was not sure who I was writing it for. I may have been thinking of my 96 year old mother who sailed till she was 70 and also myself though it is my intention to be around for a while. I wondered if it were my it was my epitaph, as that is where I would want my ashes scattered to be free. I love the sea and spent an exciting and fulfilling part of my life at sea... I do not have a fear of death as I do believe in the hereafter and have a good relationship with God. It may have possible I felt the impending loss of Uncle Peter, a sailor, lobster man and fisherman was approaching death door at the time I wrote it, though I was not aware of it. I was told later, how Peter could watch the boats on the water from his window at the hospital. The hauntingly sensitive song was finished the week before JFK Jr. Crashed into the sea with his wife and Sister-in-law. It seemed pertinent that their Ashes would be scattered at sea. It brought me back memories of a song parody I wrote many years ago for my father, a Sea Captain, Lost at sea, Missing in action in world war 2 in the North Atlantic. Like my Dad I left home and went to sea at 15. Lyrics When it come my time to go, Take me out to sea, Set My spirit free. I want to go where the four winds blow Scatter my dust where it will turn to rust Set My spirit free, Set My spirit free. Take me out to sea, Take me out to sea. Scatter my dust where the four winds blow To merge with the rolling sea A sailor's dream of heaven is found upon the sea Not in some sunlit meadow beneath a shady tree. Don't bury me in a meadow beneath a shady tree When it comes my time to go, take me out to sea, Scatter my dust where it will turn to rust Set My spirit free Set My spirit free He will be the wind that fills your sails and gently touch your cheeks He will be the rolling seas that moves the deck beneath your feet. He will be the fair wind blowing, The sun that warms your face He will be the sea spray that you feel, The salt sea air you taste If you Take him out to sea , Set his spirit free. Set His spirit free. I don't want a crypt of stone, To Imprison me in the ground Give me the freedom of King Neptune's den, One hundred fathoms down. When It comes my time to go, Take me out to sea Scatter my dust, where it will turn to rust, Set my spirit Free, Set my spirit free.

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