In honour of khorazir’s Royal Navy AU: “Across the Line” by Bellowhead
Across the barren wasteland of the frozen Arctic sea
Through Polynesian breezes and southern storms sailed we
The wind all in the rigging sings a lonely lullaby
A sailor I have always been; a sailor I will dieAcross the line, the Gulf Stream
Working your life away
Around the horn and home again
For that is the sailor’s way
Awww, thank you, Songster. I actually may need your expertise concerning the music of the period the story is set in, particularly the pieces Sherlock might play on the violin.