The Tortoise and the Tourist

Wake up, get ready, wake up, get ready

What a wonderful trip's ahead

Well, wake up, get ready, wake up, get ready

Such a wonderful trip's ahead

We get dressed as ghosts

With sheets taken from the bed

Inside our socks, we hide traveler's checks

We are tourists of the dead

So, let's pack up!

Let's go

So, let's pack up!

Let's go

Well, let's pack up!

Let's go

Let's go

There was this tortoise

Its shell was covered in jewels and had been since time began

It knew the world through all its histories

And the universe and its mysteries

One day, it came across a man

The two were talking

The tortoise offered to tell him about the future and how the universe ran

Oh, the man killed the tortoise, took his shell

And with a song on his lips, walked off again

So let's walk off!

Let's go

So let's walk off!

Let's go

Let's walk off!

Let's go

Let's walk off

Let's go!

Pack a lunch, wander 'round

Toss the map on the ground

It is inaccurate anyways

We've been getting away

We've been getting away

We are strangers to ourselves

We sneak out, drip by drip

Through paper cuts on our hands

Day after day, nothing's quite the same

We are tourists in our own heads

So let's walk on!

Let's go

Let's walk on!

Let's go

Let's walk on! (I think I feel ready to go)

Let's go

Let's walk on!

Let's go

I think I feel ready to go, I think I feel ready to go

I think I feel ready to go

I think I feel ready to go, I think I feel ready to go

I think I feel ready to go