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Titanic: A New Musical - Autumn / Finale lyrics

[HARTLEY]
Autumn
Shall we all meet in the Autumn?
Golden and glowing by Autumn
Shall we still be best of friends?
Best of friends

All through each languorous season
We ebb and flow
Romance, defying all reason
Will come, then go

Still, perhaps this Autumn
Love won't retreat in the Autumn
All that we have won't be past
Won't be past

Let breezes blow and turn cold
As we continue growing old
This Autumn
Love newly found may yet last

[MRS. CARDOZA]
So what do you say, gentlemen? I happen to play an excellent
game of auction bridge. May I join you?

[THE MAJOR]
Where's your sense of occasion, madam?
I understand you've just lost your husband.

[MRS. CARDOZA]
Yes. But not at cards.

[FLEET]
Ahead we plow
Into the darkening night
Can't see the bow
How then the search
With only starlight?

[CREW & PASSENGERS]
Autumn
Shall we all meet in the Autumn?
Golden and glowing by Autumn
Shall we still be best of friends
Best of friends?
Best of friends...

[FLEET]
No moon
No wind
Nothing to spy things by
No wave
No swell
No line where sea meets sky

[FLEET, CREW & PASSENGERS]
Stillness, darkness
Can't see a thing, says I
No reflection
Not a shadow
Not a glint of light
Meets the eye
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[FLEET & CREW]
And we go sailing
Sailing
Ever westward on the sea
We go sailing
Sailing

[PASSENGERS]
See how calm it is
Smooth as polished glass
Ah, the open sea
Feel the bite in the air
Ah, the open sea
Smooth as polished glass

[ALL]
Ever on go we

[FLEET]
No moon
No wind

[FLEET & PASSENGERS]
No moon
No wind

[FLEET & PASSENGERS]
No moon
No wind
No moon
No wind
No moon
No wind
No moon
No wind

[BRIDE]
The night was alive
With a thousand voices
Night was alive
With a thousand voices
The night was alive
With a thousand voices

[BARRETT]
The screws are turning at eighty-one
The screws are turning at eighty-one
The screws were turning at eighty-one
The screws were turning at eighty-one

[ANDREWS]
At once a poem
And the perfection
Of physical engineering

[ALL]
No moon!
No wind!

[FLEET ]
Dear mother of God -
Iceberg, right ahead!

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