The Traveller
I rode a wave across the sea to find a girl to marry me
But the wave dissolved and the girl too free
So I fell in love with a part of me
The traveller that rides the waves
Under starry skies, past rich man’s graves
So, the wave dissolved and the girl too free
But that paved the path to loving me
I have a twinkle in my eye
And the charm of traveller who does not lie
Who’s seen all things live and all things die
And no longer needs to question why
I’ve scaled the mountains, swam the lakes
Lay with lambs and slaughtered snakes
A weary traveller whistling by
The charm of a traveller who does not lie
I speak in Poetry, sing in rhymes
And ask the universe for signs
I am its child; like stars and trees
I am the eyes through which it sees
All that it is, and all it can be
The universe my child is me
And you, and they, and all we see
We’re all a part of what will be
And what will come and what will go
Both as above and so below
I rode a wave across the sea to find a girl to marry me
But the wave dissolved and the girl too free
So I fell in love with a part of me
The traveller that rides the waves
Under starry skies, past rich man’s graves
So, the wave dissolved and the girl too free
But that paved the path to loving me