Marathon Runner - The Wild Honey Pie Welcome Campers

When I was a boy of seventeen

I know it's mean, but I

I told my friend to give up on her dreams

She hated me, but I

I knew that dreams were for the best of us

Not for the rest of us

And I, I didn't want to share with anyone

I need a way to sing the greatest dance and make 'em laugh

I could win the wars and lose the battles too

Which ever's true

I can live in other people's lives

I can't stop putting on other people's clothes

I love them 'til I leave

I'm a marathon runner and my legs are sore

And I'm anxious to see what I'm running for

But I am a hot air balloon on a sailboat

I wouldn't make this my home if I learned to float

So take my treasures, take my earthly life

I'll try to cry, I

I can live without the things I love the best

So hold them to your chest

I will lose my face, lose my soul

And wing the heads of kings

I will run until I know what to believe

I am a marathon runner and my legs are sore

And I'm anxious to see what I'm running for

But I am a hot air balloon on a sailboat

And I wouldn't make this my home if I learned to float

I am a marathon runner and my legs are sore

And I'm anxious to see what I'm running for

But I am a hot air balloon on a sailboat

And I wouldn't make this my home if I learned to float