Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
Nothing worth doing that I haven’t tried.
There ain’t no living on planetside,
Come on with me, baby, on a rocket ride.
“Rocket Ride,” which Tom Smith wrote in a Hyatt food court before his concert at MarsCon 1994, inspired by the con’s theme for the year, which was “Retro SF.”
Rich fantasy lives.
Our peace-bonded knives and our hyperspace drives.
Until that steam engine to Hogwarts arrives,
We have rich fantasy lives.
I posted this ages ago, but at some point the link got hecked up, so here is it again. “Rich Fantasy Lives,” by Rob Balder, performed by Rob Balder and Tom Smith. Chords and lyrics available here.
I’ll show you heights of stone and steel, a city brave and bold
That the rainfall turns to silver and the sunset turns to gold
Nestled down in velvet mountains and water’s satin foam
Where alchemy is everyday routine
And of all the jewels I’ve seen
Emerald green is the color of my home
I love a song that paints a fantasy picture of a real place. “Emerald Green,” a song for the Pacific Northwest, by Vixy & Tony
I don’t know how you got the stomach for reality when
You could go circle the stars, you wouldn’t be-lieve where I’ve been
Just this week, I’ve made some freakishly fabulous finds
My corpse has been here, but my mind’s covered miles
I’m cravin’ altitude, so kindly step aside — I got to fly.
“Got to Fly,” by Marian Call
“Give My Children Wings,” by Kathy Mar
Lyrics here, chords available if you buy her recordings