We arrived really late at night And we found a place to sleep under a small patch of trees We didn't set up our tent that night We just put sleeping
At the last minute everything was okay We bought our tickets, we were on our way It cost us six hundred and sixty-six Francs But that didn't mean anything
it would be free, We were surprised to see the fence This day would set the theme Of this trip for you and me We could pay to see the sights of Europe
We turned around, we were headin' south We were tryin' to get off the island Wishin' for a sky without any clouds With a big nice bright sun shinin'
Paris isn't that romantic If you don't have any money Those cafes aren't so cute to walk by When you're hungry Our campground on the outskirts of town
headed East and we crossed the border, the border that was no longer there. And although the fences and walls are long gone, the weight of their ghosts
We were the cliche American backpackers Standing on the side of the road in the rain With our cardboard sign written in black sharpie That read Amsterdam
So there we were in the heart Where everything that we know got its start Then it all fell apart Well I guess that's what you get When you spread yourself
It seemed like everything we heard and hoped might be true We got a ride right away and she took us to the dunes And we fell asleep to the sounds of
Looking out the foggy window of the train it seemed insane, The rain was comin' down so fast it couldn't make it in the drains And all the roads had
At the end of the street there is a statue of Christopher Columbus He's got his arms up in the air and he's pointing us towards home There's people selling
