I knew not where I traveled

When I took upon the road

The path was lit by moonlight

Through clouds it barely showed

And although I had forever

Although I had the time

I knew Charon asked a price

Something not yet mine

Ah I certainly could fake it

As I approached the starting line

Yes I certainly could fake it

But I’ve yet to reach

That phantom starting line.

 

The ranger awaits me distantly

With energy sublime

And although I’m starting later

I’ll get to them in time.

Just a phantom toll booth

A journey for a child

Like a story sought today

With twists and turns quite wild

And I feel the shakey start in me

Jubilant and mild

Yes I feel that shakey start in me

Like a jubilant young child

And though I’ve yet to reach it

The journey will be wild

I may yet return to here to pay Charon his due

But for now this is my whole tale, I’ll leave it here with you.