This song has been aaages in the writing. The original lyrics were all taken from an Amy Johnson quote about Amelia Earhart’s death, but I lost them when my trusty laptop was stolen, and couldn’t find the quotes anywhere. After exhausting my search, I started again from scratch.
The melody is based on a beautiful traditional tune ‘The Misty Mountains’ (NOT the one on the Hobbit), and even though I say so myself, this one is a bit of a tearjerker. It needs a different title, because the words apply to the end of Amy’s life too.
Amy and Amelia Earhart were, (contrary to the media-constructed rivalry stories), very good friends. When Amy crash-landed on her flight to America, Amelia sent some of her clothes and things to the hospital, and insisted that she stayed with her to recover. They had similar dreams and aspirations, were both passionate about flying and were true visionaries about the future of flying. After Amelia’s plane disappeared on her flight over the Pacific, Amy seemed to reassess her hunger for flying further, faster, longer, and stepped back from the limelight.
The first vid was me, waking up in the middle of the night, finally getting to the core of the song. It’s one of those weird songwriting things – I can roll a song around in my mind for ages, and until I find the core of the song, it’s backbone if you like, the hub around which everything else spins, I can’t bring the song to life. Once the core is there, the words flow.
And the first try out of the song…
LAMENT FOR AMELIA EARHART In the still of the night I hear your voice calling With your Icarus dreams and your melted wings falling Fly further, fly higher, fly longer, grow stronger Always strive, stay alive, and arrive CHORUS: We were sisters together, we conquered the skies, Thought we were immortal, thought we'd never die, Our legends will live on, our stories be told, For we were so fearless and bold Do you dance with the angels, or swim with the mermaids? The rolling Pacific is hiding you still In a watery grave, under flotsam and waves I hear your voice whispering still Remember we said how we'd never grow old? The pull of the heavens and adventures untold We couldn't resist, but Life's bitter twist Was too strong, took too long, did we get it so wrong? Courage and heart are much more than they seem, they're the price that we pay for fulfilling our dreams, Life is for living, however you choose it We were offered adventure and never refused it We were sisters together, we conquered the skies, Thought we were immortal, thought we'd never die, Our legends will live on, our stories be told, For we were so fearless and bold