I was an old man
Who's standing at sunrise
Who looked at the world as a scene
Teaching his daughters
Seadragons and low tides
The films and the songs of the seas
And I would know everything
And harvested everything I'd seed
And I had the closest friend
And I saw us renascent
Now I look around for places where we've never been
I was that poor boy
That you've never seen and
You knew that he wouldn't decease
Scared by the others
And making up honors
His thoughts paralyzed by his dreams
And I looked at everything
And I looked at everything I missed
And I prayed so hopelessly
For travels and corsetry
Now I look around to places where we've never been
Towering mansions we stored in our bags
Flowers and trees from east Japan we dragged
I thought you'd survive me but nevertheless
I knew what a mess it would be
Now I look around for places that we'll never see
I brought you somewhere where you would be tired
And I was not listening and you would be blind
But somehow it's nothing but it's not very clear
That time I felt spree in your eyes
When you looked at all those places whatever it meant
Now I look around for places where we've never been