John Muir - Robert Skoro

There is something that I need to get out of me

Though I don’t know where I take it from

Maybe it’s the folly of youth

Or maybe it’s just what I’ve become

But John Muir, what an incredible life

And I hope that you can find it

In your heart to pass it on

Heart-strings and break-ups, crying in your tea cups

And things of that capacity

It hurts because we know too much

And I wrote this on the back of a paper bag

That I don’t know if we’ll get to where we’re going to

But John Muir, what an incredible life

And I hope that you can help me

Figure out where I went wrong