I am sailing, I am sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me, can you hear me
thro' the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
thro' the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh Lord.
Lyric by Rod Stewart
Our gorgeous dog is sailing, flying, I do not know where he is. Chasing bunnies and chicken on the Forever Hunting Fields, playing with the previous dachshounds that lived here. Jumping from star to star in the moonlit night, who knows??
All I know is that I maybe need two pairs of sunglasses today when we go sailing, because my eyes hurt of crying, and that the silence in the house is horrendous.
Yesterday we had to call the vet to say goodbye to our dog forever.