Oh I’m no explorer
my visions not great
I get tired when I run for too long
I still wake up groggy
and go to bed late
and I guess it’s been true all along
that of all the worlds secrets
both this world and yours
from the depths of the sea
to the eagle who soars
beyond all the crap
that us little guys face each day
past monsters and prophecies
shouldn’t’s and should’s
past mayors and knights getting lost in the woods
I know it’s not much
I’m too young to unearth how it goes
but whether the sun burns our skin
or a westward breeze blows
of all the worlds secrets and mysteries
from here to the tiniest star
the greatest one
is the simplest one by far
to kiss a girl
and hold her hand
no monster in the land can understand when
you kiss a girl
and just like that
the stars you’re staring at start to disband
then they form a path
and if you follow them blindly
that’s where you’ll find she’s gone
so kiss the girl
and hold her hand
and travel on
sometimes I think
when days grow lame
and each night ends the same
in this ghost town
men feel far too weak
to make it through
but boy there’s work to do so hunker down
then we’ll form a pact
and with bravado and soul
ease up on the holy snare
she’s just a girl
and you’ve a hand to take her there
cowards by the dozens
fly in spirals and they’re fast
running like they’re cowards
from the future toward the past
never have I ever
seen such cowards stand to last
but who cares
who really cares
when you kiss a girl
ahhh (etc. for a long time, riffing, adlib)
oh I’m no explorer
my visions not great
I get tired when I run for too long
to kiss a girl
and hold her hand
no monster in the land can understand when
you kiss a girl
and just like that
the stars you’re staring at start to disband
and they form a path
and if you follow them blindly
that’s where youll find she’s gone
so kiss the girl
and hold her hand
and travel on
on
