[00:08.37]Now here's a book full of photographs
[00:12.68]That my ancestors made some generations ago
[00:18.71]They're wearing the lastest clothes in a nautical way
[00:24.01]The Suez Canal close behind is frozen in time
[00:30.78]The deck crews star out of a mime
[00:35.11]And they seem to be considering me
[00:38.85]Here on my Egyptian couch
[00:43.90]O the life on Edwardian steamships
[00:48.20]Is measured and slow, while down below
[00:52.10]There are fires that shudder and clang and thunder
[00:56.83]And sweat caked in smoke, and cauldrons to stoke
[01:01.43]To send the ship on her way
[01:05.74]Tasting the salt and the spray
[01:09.90]And a century later I scan the equator
[01:14.22]From my Egyptian couch
[01:36.36]And the news every day brings
[01:40.63]Contains the strangest of things
[01:45.02]But with confident smilesw my forebears decline
[01:49.55]To gaze into the wings
[01:54.09]So they look from the photographs
[01:58.33]And they're curious now, wondering how we turned out
[02:03.52]Let's say like the Chinese adage
[02:07.38]We're living our lives in interesting times