Exploring the world and its vast beauty
Is a noble and great goal
But it is a lonely duty
And it’s crushing on your soul.
But imagine one bright morning
When the dew still isn’t gone
When the sun, without a warning
Shines in red, just like at dawn.
And across the flowing river
The sun paints its lovely face
And the wind sends down a shiver
Which the grass begins to chase.
In the trees the birds start waking
And their voices start to rise
Into joyful songs they’re breaking
As they fly towards the skies
It might be a lonely duty
And your soul might get mistreated
But just noticing such beauty
Makes exploring undefeated.