They say the road goes ever on,
Down to the havens grey;
But I must know where I will go
Before I run away.
So tell me if you know, my friend:
Is there a there and back again?
The bards sing songs of heroes old
Who went across the sea;
But whether they returned from thence
None of the stories say.
Tell me, bard, now, if you can:
Is there a there and back again?
Of misty mountains writers tell,
Where travelers dared great works;
But no one knows now how they fared
Or what back home they took.
Scribe, when will you tell me--when?
Is there a there and back again?
And now a leap of faith I'll take
Into this strange new world,
Where fate and fortune can't be told
And off my feet I'm whirled.
If I don't come back, you'll know then
If there's a there and back again.
