Paradise Found

I was Odysseus on a black and lost sea And I reached the shores of Ithaca at last I reclaimed my home and now I'm set free To uncharted waters and a desk in New Hampshire And I have these imaginations of a Paradise Found Where I finally break through And when I get there, I'll sit down Take out my guitar, embrace the summer breeze I hope that you find what you're looking for Because the young mind searches without end I've been on a quest across more than shores and mountains There's nothing harder than the thoughts in my head But sometimes I'm not satisfied I'm moving too slow And the cage that's my head Isn't letting me go To start anew and get ahead I need to break free, conquer the sea Set off on a voyage And sing the praises of a Paradise Found In a song I write for you Travel far and set the sights to the stars You may not reach Pluto But for now, you have Mars Perhaps you'll never find exactly what you're looking for Or you didn't know you were chasing a goal at all So remember the little things like unfinished paintings These are the strengths that'll hang on your wall So while I'm out there finding my way God willing I'm on the right path Like Jules Verne sending travelers out on their way I will survive the next chapter that I've just started writing for you As part of my Paradise Found