Oh, the things our eyes have seen And we're still wasting our time chasing dreams 'Cause you're either more alive Or slowly dying The only thing we know is we know nothing But we still try We're ready to go Say goodbye to our home And now our bed is where we make it Out on the road We're ready to go And we don't even know Whatever way the wind will take us But our eyes are aglow And we're ready to go Oh, our destination's old Tribal drums ring in the distance Mark 400 years of friendship And the path we take is older still All our ancestors traversed it Trading comfort for wilderness 'Cause every savage is Someone's brave And every path to life Goes through the grave It's just one broken link To break the chains Words are spoken and then Chaos is arranged Go, say goodbye to your home And make your bed in any place That isn't part of the show You're ready to go When you don't even know Whatever way the wind will take you But your eyes are aglow