Cross the Mason-Dixon
You’ll see the names change

For you are once again in the Old World
You thought you left it all behind
In ancient history
Remember when you thought that it would be that easy?

Brandywine, take me places I have never been before
Brandywine, as I sit here upon your shore
I see castles as I sing
I think I saw the Fisher King
There, on the Brandywine

Oh don’t you remember
All those wide skies
The beautiful blank pages of your first years
You thought you’d live to see them filled
With illustrations
Now you’re searching through old drawers, hoping that you saved them

Brandywine, take me places I have only been in dreams
Brandywine, as your water in the sunlight gleams
Oh there were pirates on your seas
Once, I imagined them with ease
Beside you Brandywine

Brandywine, take me places far above your rosy clouds
Brandywine, far beyond this realm of earthly doubts
Oh there are giants in your sky
And I’m content to lie
Beside you Brandywine