The traveller is always leaving town,
He never has the time to turn around,
And if the road he's taken isn't leading anywhere,
He seems to [bad word] unaware

The traveller is always leaving home,
The only kind of life he's ever known,
When every moment seems to be
race against the time,
There's always one more mountain left to climb
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Days are numbers,
Watch the stars,
We can only see so far,
Someday you'll know where you are
Remember
Days are numbers,
Count the stars,
We can only go so far,
One day you'll know where you are

The traveller awaits the morning tide,
He doesn't know what's on the other side,
But something deep inside of him
Keeps telling him to go,
He hasn't found a reason to say no

The traveller is only passing through,
He cannot understand your point of view,
Abandoning reality, unsure of what he'll find
The traveller in me is close behind
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