Crist & Howe (The Journey)

Just off the western end of Kensing Square A rendezvous was set for Crist and Howe By lantern light they planned the whole affair A journey far in a ship both swift and stout The preparations took a year and two Within another completion neared They placed announcements in the weekly news The press was summoned The House of Lords appeared Enter the skeptic I doubt very much whether this journey is possible under modern laws of physics You're not the only one But I see us streaming past the limits of time, said Crist Up to the sky, said Howe A wonderful ride, the crowd The day of destiny had finally come The ceremony for the christening done Countdown completed, fire rocket gun They're gone Outward to the stars Just another kind of holiday Venus, maybe Mars Up to the sky While through the atmosphere the rocket soared Crist was speaking on the wireless set It's awful nice up here, come on aboard There's room for two and it's not quite teatime yet And still the skeptic It's my considered opinion that this is some sort of relativity phenomenon But you're the only one Today, two English gentlemen took off in an air ship Made of their own construction and flew out into space Outward to the stars Just another kind of holiday Venus, maybe Mars Up to the sky Came re-entry day the crowd convened To wait arrival of the space machine But Crist and Howe would not again be seen Oh no, cause its onward they go