Migration - Camel

Whoa, lookin' back at my background Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here Some things are still a mystery to me While others are much too clear I'm just livin' in the sunshine Stay contented most of the time Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis Sing me their Texas rhymes Most of the people who retire in Florida Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys I hate those bastards so much I wish a summer squall would blow them all The way up to fantasy land Yeah they're ugly and square, they don't belong here They looked a lot better as beer cans Chorus: Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me Why some people live like they do So many nice things happenin' out there They never even seen the clues Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme I know we been doin' our part Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control And some Texas hidden here in my heart Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine If I hadn't learned how to sing And on top of all that I got married too early 'Cost me much more than a ring But now those crazy days are over Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done I came off the rebound, started lookin' around Figured out it's time to have a little fun Chorus: Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me Why some people live like they do So many nice things happenin' out there They never even seen the clues Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme I know we been doin' our part Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control And some Texas hidden here in my heart Well now if I ever live to be an old man I'm gonna sail down to Martinique I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit And an African parakeet And then I'll sit him on my shoulder And open up my trusty old mind I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine Chorus: Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me Why some people live like they do So many nice things happenin' out there They never even seen the clues Yeah but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme I know we been doin' our part Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control And some Texas hidden here in my heart Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control And some Texas hidden here in my heart

The sun has left the sky Now you can close your eyes Leave the world behind until tomorrow The dream is like a song It leads you on and on The piper plays his tune so you must follow So far beyond the sky Not knowing how or why You realize the feeling is forever And though another day May steal your dreams away You and the song will always stay together

See the lights out on the water Come and go, to and fro In the time it takes to find them You can live, you can die And nothing stops the river as it goes by Nothing stops the river as it goes All alone and all together Every day, come what may By the time we find each other We can live, we can die And nothing stops the river as it flows by Nothing stops the river as it goes