SONG LYRICS FOR EXPEDITIONS

  • I’ve got my map and compass
    It’s good to know where I stand
    I’ve got a charged up cell phone
    I’ll keep in touch when I can

    My fanny pack
    Ain’t gonna lack
    For what I need
    I’m ready for
    That open door
    My fanny freed
    To ditch the hoods
    Explore the woods
    Mountains and streams
    To hug a tree
    And try to see
    Nature pristine

    I’ve got a drink of water
    I wouldn’t want to run dry
    I’ve got granola trail mix
    Ain’t got no room for a pie

    My fanny pack
    Ain’t gonna lack
    For what I need
    I’m ready for
    That open door
    My fanny freed
    To ditch the hoods
    Explore the woods
    Mountains and streams
    To hug a tree
    And try to see
    Nature pristine

    In walking with nature you will receive
    Far more than at first you might have believed

    I’ve got a brand new cam’ra
    Hope it’s not smashed by the bears
    My pocket knife is useful
    I can slice apples and pears

    My fanny pack
    Ain’t gonna lack
    For what I need
    I’m ready for
    That open door
    My fanny freed
    To ditch the hoods
    Explore the woods
    Mountains and streams
    To hug a tree
    And try to see
    Nature pristine

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • You’re standing on the mountain
    And flying with your eyes
    You hear the mystery calling
    And touch an endless sky

    You’ll never catch the spirits on the mountain
    You’ll never hold what’s hiding in the shadows
    The songs of old are screaming through the canyons
    You’ll never see them dancing right behind you

    There’s secrets near the surface
    And questions in the air
    Who came here from the old world
    With answers they could share?

    You’ll never catch the spirits on the mountain
    You’ll never hold what’s hiding in the shadows
    The songs of old are screaming through the canyons
    You’ll never see them dancing right behind you

    I shall dance upon the rocks
    I will dance among the trees
    I am dancing with the sun
    I am dancing with the breeze
    I am dancing in the stream
    I will dance in solitude
    I shall dance among the clouds
    I will dance to be renewed

    Are spirits just emotions
    Reactions in my mind?
    I celebrate the journey
    Connection I may find

    You’ll never catch the spirits on the mountain
    You’ll never hold what’s hiding in the shadows
    The songs of old are screaming through the canyons
    You’ll never see them dancing right behind you

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • It’s a gangway, a gangway track
    It’s a long way, a long way back
    Time to set up camp
    Time to light the lamp
    Take a fair way, a fair way tack

    Divvy the privy time or live with the skivvy slime
    Sever regret, sever regret
    Divvy the privy time or live with the skivvy slime
    Never forget, never forget

    In the lakeside, the lakeside night
    In the fireside, the fireside light
    Time to share the loot
    Time to tell the truth
    Skip the landslide, the landslide fight

    Divvy the privy time or live with the skivvy slime
    Sever regret, sever regret
    Divvy the privy time or live with the skivvy slime
    Never forget, never forget

    End the flagship, the flagship greed
    Stop the friendship, the friendship bleed
    Time to clean the mess
    Time for more with less
    Plant the kinship, the kinship seed

    Divvy the privy time or live with the skivvy slime
    Sever regret, sever regret
    Divvy the privy time or live with the skivvy slime
    Never forget, never forget

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • I smell the roses as fast as I can
    I taste the gourmet from drive-thru food stands
    Patiently is my torture
    Busily is my shield
    Escaping a future
    With truth revealed

    I’m on overload and I don’t care
    I’m at red alert and I ignore it
    I’m on overload, a psycho-scare
    I’m at razor’s edge and dance before it

    I hear fine music 200db
    I see the sunset on prime time TV
    Listening is a stranger
    Idle chat is my friend
    I don’t see the danger
    Growing within

    I’m on overload and I don’t care
    I’m at red alert and I ignore it
    I’m on overload, a psycho-scare
    I’m at razor’s edge and dance before it

    Got in a rat race screamin’ fast
    Turns out that first place ends up last
    Lost on the uptake streamin’ fun
    Turns out my headache ends up numb

    I feel a closeness with big sitcom stars
    I talk to family by phone in the car
    Quantity is my master
    Quality is my slave
    I keep racin’ faster
    Into my grave

    I’m on overload and I don’t care
    I’m at red alert and I ignore it
    I’m on overload, a psycho-scare
    I’m at razor’s edge and dance before it

    Words and Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2001

  • If we can lose the ad hominem
    I welcome everyone to come in
    With science efforts that you can join
    Let’s aim for truth above taking coin

    Don’t want to seem like a bureaucrat
    When I doubt claims that are in a chat
    I’m standing ready to change my stance
    Based on empirical evidence

    No straw man is attacked, no base-rate fallacy
    There’s no non-sequitur, no masked-man fallacy
    No cherry picking there, there’s no red herring here

    Lookin’ for logical fallacies
    Checkin’ out rational sanities
    Don’t wanna be a wannabe
    Skippin’ the oracle fantasy
    Stoppin’ the magical lunacy
    Workin’ for high integrity

    I have a double-blind test for you
    I always welcome some peer review
    Need my analyses all in line
    So theories will stand the test of time

    No false authority, no divine fallacy
    No false equivalence, no slope that’s slippery
    No moving goalposts there, no special pleading here

    Lookin’ for logical fallacies
    Checkin’ out rational sanities
    Don’t wanna be a wannabe
    Skippin’ the oracle fantasy
    Stoppin’ the magical lunacy
    Workin’ for high integrity

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • There’s a hole in the mountain surrounded by heavenly views
    See wildflowers and snow peaks and eagles traversing the blue
    There’s a hole in the mountain that never can be overlooked
    Tubal Cain calls you forward to write a new page in the book

    Into the mountain of adversity
    Into the darkness of antiquity
    Time has been frozen for a hundred years
    Holding the echoes of a hundred fears

    There’s a hole in the hist’ry
    Surrounded by various clues
    Digging into the myst’ry
    The truth is beyond overdue
    What you take in the mountain will actually be your reward
    It’s a fear-based reflection a visitor cannot ignore

    Into the mountain of adversity
    Into the darkness of antiquity
    Time has been frozen for a hundred years
    Holding the echoes of a hundred fears

    A relative miner sings
    While working in the depths
    You’re listening closely brings
    Shared dreams under the breath
    A vision for treasure springs
    While cheating your own death

    Into the mountain of adversity
    Into the darkness of antiquity
    Time has been frozen for a hundred years
    Holding the echoes of a hundred fears

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • I dance on the roots
    Of towering trees
    I tighten my boots
    For crossing the scree
    With salmon below
    I’m fording the creeks
    With spikes on the snow
    Ascending the peak

    No waypoint, no guidepost, no pathway to see
    No clear-cut way forward, no flow to the sea
    But not all who wander are lost from success
    Discover rare beauty, connect on this quest

    Connect to the wild things and learn about the land
    Connect to the stardust, explore to understand

    The sands of time cross
    The old river bridge
    The storm at the falls
    Gives chase up the ridge
    The shelter of trees
    Sees me through the hail
    But that chilling breeze
    Finds me off the trail

    No waypoint, no guidepost, no pathway to see
    No clear-cut way forward, no flow to the sea
    But not all who wander are lost from success
    Discover rare beauty, connect on this quest

    Connect to the wild things and learn about the land
    Connect to the stardust, explore to understand

    The story of rocks
    Spans millions of years
    The raven may squawk
    As I conquer fears
    The canyon is steep
    I find a way to
    A river so sweet
    With rarefied views

    No waypoint, no guidepost, no pathway to see
    No clear-cut way forward, no flow to the sea

    No waypoint, no guidepost, no pathway to see
    No clear-cut way forward, no flow to the sea
    But not all who wander are lost from success
    Discover rare beauty, connect on this quest

    Connect to the wild things and learn about the land
    Connect to the stardust, explore to understand

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • She’ll kick your teeth in and slash your head
    She’ll twist your ankles, leave you for dead
    She’ll send the hornets throughout the grind
    She’ll bring the blisters, mess with your mind

    Oh Mildred, oh Mildred
    She gives you a wry smile sipping her tea
    So polite but wicked tenaciously

    She’ll bring the gut punch and scrape your knees
    She’ll bring the windstorm and make you freeze
    She’ll start a landslide and hide the trail
    She’ll ice the log bridge, pelt you with hail

    Oh Mildred, oh Mildred
    She always makes you look like a weak fool
    She has special ways to be deeply cruel

    Sweet mother of Treebeard, come save us
    For Mildred is master of our doom
    Her snakes and her serpents are coming
    We’re climbing a mountain of her gloom

    She’ll bring a rainfall that feels like tears
    Bring you a darkness that stirs your fears
    She’ll make your friends doubt, stab you with thorns
    She mocks your journey, no time to mourn

    Oh Mildred, oh Mildred
    She gives you a wry smile sipping her tea
    So polite but wicked tenaciously
    Oh Mildred, oh Mildred
    She always makes you look like a weak fool
    She has special ways to be deeply cruel
    She’s so cruel

    If you can return to your homeland
    Then Mildred will offer a priv’lege
    You’ll drink to survival and triumph
    And she will remember your courage

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • A series of pictures arrived from deep space
    A journey at the speed of light
    Eight hundred million years in flight
    Intelligent creatures on planets like earth
    Their story came in song to me
    A record of what came to be

    Calling out to anyone list’ning, the death of our star has come
    Once we were a glorious empire and now our life is done
    Know that we did celebrate kindness, remember the love we knew
    We have seen astonishing beauty, we hoped to share with you

    They managed together to live without war
    With symbiotic neuro links
    They lived effectively in sync
    They talked to each other through rhythms and tunes
    A song revealed their dreadful curse
    It echoes through the universe

    Calling out to anyone list’ning, the death of our star has come
    Once we were a glorious empire and now our life is done
    Know that we did celebrate kindness, remember the love we knew
    We have seen astonishing beauty, we hoped to share with you

    A series of pictures arrived from deep space
    Some algorithmic layers combined
    Artistic scenes and tech designs
    They selflessly cared for their planets and tribes
    In tribute to their place and time
    We sing their sacred verse in rhyme

    Calling out to anyone list’ning, the death of our star has come
    Once we were a glorious empire and now our life is done
    Know that we did celebrate kindness, remember the love we knew
    We have seen astonishing beauty, we hoped to share with you

    Words & Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023

  • Can’t leave the holodeck
    To fix the holo tech
    I washed the green pill down
    I’m stuck in farm-ville town
    Omega activate
    I hope it’s not too late
    Rowing my boat ashore
    There must be a backdoor

    Finding the controls to this simulation
    Making changes grand in this automation
    There’s one subroutine I will keep just the same
    There’s one algorithm that’s more than a game
    The emergence of you, the expressions of you
    The unaugmented you, the emergence of you

    Apparently I’m free
    But really I could be
    A programmed avatar
    I can’t tell insofar
    As I am trapped inside
    Who here is bonafide?
    Is this world optimized
    Or pseudorandomized?

    Finding the controls to this simulation
    Making changes grand in this automation
    There’s one subroutine I will keep just the same
    There’s one algorithm that’s more than a game
    The emergence of you, the expressions of you
    The unaugmented you, the emergence of you

    At the fountain of youth I’ll drink from data-flow
    Fake entropy can be fake reversed as you know
    Fast-forward through routines
    Take good times nice and slow
    I’ll sequence ev’ry bit
    Any way the wind blows

    Is this life one big stage
    Or one great endless cage?
    Can puppets climb the strings
    Plug in a pair of wings?
    I’ll upgrade to my prime
    No more wars, no more crime
    I’ll enter laughter code
    In the hereafter mode

    Finding the controls to this simulation
    Making changes grand in this automation
    There’s one subroutine I will keep just the same
    There’s one algorithm that’s more than a game
    The emergence of you, the expressions of you
    The unaugmented you, the emergence of you

    The expressions of you, the unaugmented you
    The emergence of you, the emergence of you
    The emergence of you

    Words and Music by John Eric Klemesrud © 2023