From the recording Family Portraits (Volume 3)
A 3/4 time classical waltz and love song to my late father.
Lyrics
Just Like Columbus (Looking for the Indies)
In the war
A boy and his father
Band together
To survive
In a camp
Three hungry sisters
Unbelievably
Mother, eats their rice
If in the bad times
We did not see eye to eye
’Least history explained to me your anger and your drive
All your days
Itinerant
Odysseus’ nostos incarnate
Like Columbus
Looking for the Indies
Did you find on the east winds
A way back to a childhood denied you?
A home stolen by time?
If in no language
Communicative
Quick with his fists
But underneath
Still waters run deep
Few survived
On the boat home
Three quarters of them
Died
By dint of miracle
As if invincible
The whole family thrived
There were good times
Which we got to know
I always knew you loved me
‘Cos you told my best friend so
All your days
Itinerant
Odysseus’ nostos incarnate
Like Columbus
Looking for the Indies
Did you find on the east winds
A familiar home to return to
A time and place your own?
On the east winds
Float to the Indies x3
Three sisters
Call their brother home