Adventurer

I'll tell you a story, a wonderful story,
Of such a brave man that I know,
Traveling places was his form of glory,
It made him stay free, on the go.
I don't know a place where his foot hadn't stepped,
I don't know a place he called home,
All I know he was just fine in the head,
His favorite hobby's to roam.

Tell him a story, that seems like a myth,
"Around the world in 80 days"
He'll give you a ton of reasons to live,
Believing this myth is okay.
A week is the the max he stayed in one place,
On every part of the Earth,
But I think it's not worth it, if that is the case,
To sail and to travel, to surf.

I went to a gypsy and asked her his fate,
She told me that it was unclear,
I went to a witch, she told me its late,
His destiny's gone with his tear...
And you might just wonder what is his name,
This perfect and travelin' lad,
For centuries past he has no name,
Happiness, let's call him that.