Stone Harbor

By Aneirin Menelaos

(performed at the Commodore's Ball at Lady Grace Dane's Estate)
begins a gentle slow tune, on lute

You looked so pretty when we met in the Reading Room
Like someone oh so easy to admire
A home befitting her Grace, Lady Grace Dane
Heading south along the Western Shore

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At Stone Harbor where the flags fly high in an autumn breeze
there's a scent on the wind blown through the trees
Theres a light casting out circling in the night sky
It calls you home, a beacon to which fly

On the way to Stone Harbor we pass the waters blue
On the way to Stone Harbor to make your dreams come true
I was taken by your smile as we drifted through Southill
We stopped at the shore with its crystal waters still

At Stone Harbor where the fountains flow
Catch our breath at the sight of a sun set low
Sails drift by backed by crimson sky
It calls you home, a beacon to which fly

On the way to Stone Harbor stone harbor skies were blue
We were namin' the place when the lighthouse came in view
A spire of white on the pristine waters shore
On the way to Stone Harbor, on the way to Stone Harbor

At Stone Harbor where the wine flows, everyone knows
Theres dignity and Grace and hospitality that shows
An example for all of us, if we have courage to try
It calls you home, a beacon to which fly

On the way to Stone Harbor we pass the waters blue
On the way to Stone Harbor to make your dreams come true
I was taken by your smile as we drifted through Southill
We stopped at the shore with its crystal waters still

On the way to Stone Harbor stone harbor skies were blue
We were namin' the place when the lighthouse came in view
A spire of white on the pristine waters shore
On the way to Stone Harbor.......
On the way to Stone Harbor.......