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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

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