Imagine sailing solo around the world Only to find you've missed a continent out And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls You're wondering why there's no one about At least Captain Scott actually stood on the spot Where he planned to put up Union Jack And though Captain Cook cursed the map that he took He got near enough for native's attack That's how it feels trying to navigate you Even with compass and infinite time Just when I think I've found some part that's new I find a flag already up that's not mine Circling you is journey minus view Exploration without reason or reward 'Cause when I get near you use an arrow or spear To prevent my heart ever being shored The earth ain't flat but it's a simple doormat Compared to your unclimbable self The desolate terrain you have to cross to your brain Just one of your slippery shelves That's how it feels trying to navigate you Even with compass and infinite time Just when I think I've found some part that's new I find a flag already up that's not mine And if I ever get close I'll need a banner or post To hang it from, first there or not So voyage may uncover a sister or brother And a friendship that Colombus forgot.
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