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