The Tortoise and the Tourist

Wake up, get ready

Wake up, get ready

Such 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 checks

We are tourists of the dead

So let's pack up, let's go

So let's pack up, let's go

So let's pack up, let's go

Let's go

There was this tortoise

Its shell covered with 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 its shell and with a song of his lips walked off again

So let's walk off, let's go

So let's walk off, let's go

So let's walk off, let's go

So let's walk off, let's go

Pack a lunch, wander 'round, toss the map on the ground

It is inaccurate anyway

We've been getting away, We've been getting away

We are strangers to ourselves

We sneak out, drip by drip

Through papercuts 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

So let's walk on, let's go

(I think I feel ready to go)

So let's walk on, let's go

So 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