Two ships drifting at sea, nothing but rumors kept you from me. The fog will be lifted, the seas will be free. You’ll discover the answers, if you find the key.
May your song always be merry, may your spirit be light. May you never be weary, may you know delight. Keep the world from being scary with the tenacity of your might. When things get hairy, don’t give up the fight.
Standing in your shadow, chasing a ghost. Following your footprints, circling the moat. Turn around to find me ready to boast, about how many times I tried to be the host.