The TierraMiticans - A Path With No End Lyrics

Hey stranger on my path, listen to my story
It is a story that is real, even though it never happened
I was shipwrecked on an island, with a coolie from my ship
We lit fires to be rescued, but we soon knew it was hopeless

That island was our home, the only home we'd ever know
Both longing to be rescued, but the truth was so relentless
So we soon got settled in, and started making us a life
I was instantly the leader, I was instantly the guide

I was instantly the judge, I was instantly the courts
I always found him guilty, he never measured up at all
After all he was a coolie, and I had degrees galore
I had to put him in his place, when his mind went overboard

I was teaching him to do things, but he always fell so short
To my highest expectations, that he never could uphold
He was lazy he was stupid, he was careless not much fun
I was king and I was jury, and I always let him know
He was all my social circle, and he looked at me with awe
But I still saw in him a coolie, not really cool at all

We lived there years and years, and that island was our world
But the coolie didn't get it, he was impossible to fix
As the years went by forever, in our island paradise
I would feel it as a prison, stuck with a friend I didn't like

And one day I saw him sleeping, in his hammock on the beach
And I screamed that he was lazy, not responsible at all
Listen carefully oh stranger, to the story that is real
Even though it never happened, you have lived it just like me

He's too thin and he's too skinny, but he doesn't train at all
He is dumb and he is lazy, good for nothing if all told
So I screamed and yelled and shouted, at the useless being I saw
Cuz I felt our path together, on this island was a joke

Hey stranger on my path, listen to my story
It is my life story, even though I didn't know
After years and years of hearing, all my judgement with no sound
He stood up this time and told me, what I had to learn and know

Oh my king I do respect you, and I'm doing what I'm told
But I beg you once to tell me, what's your option on this score
Can you choose another coolie? On this island that we live
I would gladly give my place, to the one you choose for you

Where's this person that would make you, feel content and satisfied
Would me leaving make you happy? Would you rather be alone
Would another make you happier? I'm in you I need to know
Is there one that isn't lazy? And one that is more strong

Do you have the strength to send me? Off this island forever more
Do you have another option? Or am I all you've got
We all live on our own island, that could be our paradise
With a coolie living under, trying to do all that he's told

Listen stranger to my story, for you live it deep inside
You as well live with a coolie, who you find not cool at all
Yet we rave and rant and bicker, discontented to our core
Can you find a better coolie, then the one that is your own

Listen stranger to my story, I'm the coolie that I love
So I stood there real astounded, looking at my coolie's eyes
I had taught him how to do things, but he taught me how to love

Hey stranger on my path, come and visit us at will
On our little beach and island, where we both sit on our thrones
Side by side and both together, holding hands and smiling now

Hey stranger on my path, come visit us at will
Bring with you as guest of honor, sit your coolie on his throne
Carry with you all your island, guests of honor, one and all
Its a path there is no end to, make our islands paradise

Hey stranger on my path, hear a story I've been told
Even though it never happened, it is happening for all