There is a Star

Looking North at Sunset
Looking North past Phipps Point on a summer evening (photo by John McLachlan)

From the album Call It Home (2016), Stepping Out (1990)

Many people who regularly visit Hornby Island, feel like it holds a sort-of magical presence. It’s what keeps them coming back again and again and for some, makes them move there. The island is particularly beautiful with its two stunning sandy beaches that look like they’re from a tropical paradise, amazing biking trails, gorgeous forest walks, and the glorious Helliwell Provincial Park with its old growth stand of Douglas Firs and Garry Oak trees. Add to this the artistic elements such as potters, painters, musicians and an array of artistic events, and you have the makings for a good time had by all. Of course, I’m speaking of the summer.

Winter on Hornby Island is a very different experience, though beautiful in its own way. With fewer people and weather that ranges from brisk, clear days to storm-force winds that put the power out for hours, if not days at a time, it’s a different kind of paradise where one can walk on some beaches for hours and not encounter another human being.

This song is about spending one summer day on Hornby. It’s a love song to the island. The first line I wrote for this song was inspired by a clear night where the moon on the western horizon shone with a bright star near it. It’s not that uncommon a scene and for the over 50 years I’ve been on the island in the summer, it’s been a constant scene and it now reminds me of the passing of the day and more broadly, the passing of the years in my own life.

On the one hand, the scale of a human life is dwarfed by the scene of the moon and stars which were around long before I came here and will last long after I’m gone, shining on this beautiful place.

There is a Star

There is a star on the eastern horizon
It slowly fades from view
The golden sky from the summer sunrise
Changes to a soft shade of blue
The air is alive with the sound of the breezes
That whisper and sing their sweet tune
It’s the start of a day on this island paradise
And I’m spending it with you

The days roll by with no need to worry
My troubles I’ve left them behind
I have escaped from the chains of the city
I’ve come here to let go and unwind
With the morning light I feel new again
I’m amazed at the beauty I find
The endless songs, the countless memories
They caress and they cling to my mind

Oooooh ..   I hear a voice calling
I see my spirit falling through time and space endlessly
Oooooh ..   I feel my soul revealing
Taste that hidden feeling, oh Hornby you’ve got your hold again on me

I walk out on this bar where the tide is ebbing fast
The water is a steel grey blue
Cast off some thoughts to be taken away from me
They return as good as new
I’ve stood on this shore a thousand years ago
I’ll be here when my body is through
In an endless dance, a timeless melody
And we’re both a part of this tune

( CHORUS )

There is a star on the western horizon
It shines near the light of the moon
The golden sky from the summer sunset
Fades to the call of a loon
The air is alive with the sound of the breezes
That whisper and sing their sweet tune
It’s the end of a day on this island paradise
And I’m spending it with you
The end of a day on this island paradise
And I’m spending it with you

© John McLachlan (SOCAN)

Dusk
Summer night looking west to Vancouver Island, BC (photo by John McLachlan)