About the song

Van Morrison’s “Into the Mystic,” a cornerstone of his 1970 album Moondance, is a timeless masterpiece that transcends musical genres and generations. This ethereal ballad, with its evocative lyrics and hypnotic melody, has captivated listeners for decades, inviting them on a spiritual journey of self-discovery and connection to the universe.

The song’s allure lies not only in its musical beauty but also in its enigmatic lyrics. Morrison’s poetic language, filled with symbolism and double meanings, evokes a sense of mystery and wonder. The phrase “into the mystic” itself suggests a transcendent state of consciousness, a journey beyond the boundaries of the physical world. Yet, the song also carries a more grounded interpretation, hinting at a longing for love and connection to another human being.

Musically, “Into the Mystic” is a masterclass in restraint and subtlety. The gentle strumming of an acoustic guitar, the delicate touch of the piano, and the understated rhythm section create a serene and meditative atmosphere. Morrison’s soulful vocals, with their distinctive Irish lilt, add a layer of intimacy and vulnerability to the song. The interplay between the music and the lyrics is seamless, resulting in a truly unforgettable listening experience.

“Into the Mystic” has endured as a classic for a reason. Its timeless appeal lies in its ability to connect with listeners on a deep emotional level, offering a respite from the chaos of everyday life. Whether you’re seeking solace, inspiration, or simply a beautiful melody to accompany your day, this song is sure to leave a lasting impression.

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Lyrics

We were born before the wind
Also, younger than the sun
‘Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic
Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don’t have to fear it
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float
Into the mystic
When that fog horn blows
You know I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn whistle blows
I gotta hear it
I don’t have to fear it
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic
Come on, girl
Too late to stop now

By Châu

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