"On The Border" as written by Al Stewart...
The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border
The wind whips up the waves so loud
The ghost moon sails among the clouds
Turns the rifles into silver on the border

On my wall the colours of the maps are running
From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming
The torches flare up in the night
The hand that sets the farms alight
Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border

In the village where I grew up
Nothing seems the same
Still you never see the change from day to day
And no-one notices the customs slip away

Late last night the rain was knocking at my window
I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow
I thought I saw down in the street
The spirit of the century
Telling us that we're all standing on the border

In the islands where I grew up
Nothing seems the same
It's just the patterns that remain
An empty shell
But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well

The fishing boats go out across the evening water
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border
The wind whips up the waves so loud
The ghost moon sails among the clouds
Turns the rifles into silver on the border

On the border
On the border
On the border


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"On the Border" as written by Alistair Ian Stewart

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    My OpinionFirst of all, I really love the tunes and the text of this music.
    Somehow it creates a mood of melancholia plus the sceneries he describes are impressive.
    kwasimotoon March 05, 2013   Link
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    General CommentSo, I feel a bit daft but, this is about the Spanish Civil War, right?

    Arms trafficking, the republican efforts to secure enough rifles, Franco's African Army, the to-and-fro of the frontlines, social upheaval, particularly in rural areas..
    hnryvkon June 15, 2016   Link
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    Song MeaningWe just went to an Al Stewart concert at the Musical Instrument Museum in Phoenix, and before performing this song, he talked about how he saw the terrorist attacks on civilians coming when he wrote, "On the Border". Take a reread of this stanza:

    Late last night the rain was knocking at my window
    I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow
    I thought I saw down in the street
    The spirit of the century
    Telling us that we're all standing on the border
    AzRunneron July 20, 2016   Link

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