The Trip Goes On
Birch Book Lyrics
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When the restless wind blows on the sail
My listless leaves will flutter fall
When the horizon's beckon calls
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly
Through all the ways to no return
Stitch a patch upon my pack
Hoist the sac upon my back
With my staff and one good eye
I may laugh and I may cry
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly...
The lyrics of Birch Book's song The Trip Goes On speak to the endless journey of life and the willingness to venture forth despite the unknown. The first two lines suggest a sense of adventure as the open sky meets the trail and the restless wind blows on the sail. The singer acknowledges their own vulnerability with the line, "my listless leaves will flutter fall," but is beckoned forward by the horizon.
The second stanza suggests a sense of perseverance, implying that the road may be long and winding but the journey will continue endlessly. The singer acknowledges the possibility of failure with the phrase "through all the ways to no return," but also recognizes the potential for growth and discovery through stumbling.
Finally, the last stanza speaks to the practicalities of travel, as the singer stitches a patch on their pack, hoists the sac on their back, and grabs their staff. This line feels grounded and reassuring, reminding us to take practical steps forward even when the journey seems endless or overwhelming.
Overall, The Trip Goes On is a meditation on the journey of life and the importance of embracing the unknown with a sense of adventure and practicality.
Line by Line Meaning
When the open sky meets the trail
When I begin my journey on the trail and the sky appears above me, signifying the vastness of the outside world.
When the restless wind blows on the sail
As I sail through the uncharted waters, the wind's behaviour appears just as unpredictable as my journey's outcome.
My listless leaves will flutter fall
My spirits are low and uncertain, with fleeting thoughts suggesting that my journey may bring me down.
When the horizon's beckon calls
The horizon appears as a call of excitement and an ongoing quest for me to discover.
The road is wide, the passage free
The journey may take me through different paths, but the possibilities are endless.
The trip goes on and on endlessly
The journey itself is infinite, and it's my choice to decide where it leads.
Through all the ways to no return
I'm aware that my journey could lead me to unknown territories, and I may never return back to where I once began.
Should I stumble, I may learn
Even in my moments of uncertainty, I acknowledge the opportunity to learn from my mistakes.
Stitch a patch upon my pack
I'm packing essential items and paying attention to details to make sure I'm ready for any outcome of my journey.
Hoist the sac upon my back
I'm carrying all my essential belongings because the road ahead may not provide me with known luxuries.
With my staff and one good eye
With the help of only one resource, I'm ready to tackle the journey ahead to the best of my abilities.
I may laugh and I may cry
The journey includes a variety of emotions, and I'm ready to experience them all, both good and bad.
Contributed by Blake Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@raspberry481
When the open sky meets the trail
When the restless wind blows on the sail
My listless leaves will flutter fall
When the horizon's beckon calls
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly
Through all the ways to no return
Should I stumble, I may learn
Stitch a patch upon my pack
Hoist the sac upon my back
With my staff and one good eye
I may laugh and I may cry
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly...
@raspberry481
When the open sky meets the trail
When the restless wind blows on the sail
My listless leaves will flutter fall
When the horizon's beckon calls
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly
Through all the ways to no return
Should I stumble, I may learn
Stitch a patch upon my pack
Hoist the sac upon my back
With my staff and one good eye
I may laugh and I may cry
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly...
@Rumaelchannel
Rasp Berry this album is great ''obrigado'' for the Poem :-) do you know the chords??
@anymoretime
thank you
@avantgardenmusick
Hauntingly beautiful masterpiece.
@jimblack2049
so good.. love the haunting folk vibe.. reminds me a bit of ZX Electric
@JS-mb7ww
I love this song!
@brandonjohndrow5059
This sounds like a slow-motion death-staring/stand-off/bullet-twirling scene in a Quentin Tarantino film.......I love this. Absolutely. You guys are amazing. Come to Missouri, would yah?
@sonjaschulze8758
wonderful music
@knoxvillehermitfreemoviesm3625
Nice effect, the guitar droning the notes underneath the acoustic guitar.
@gorkil666
Nice song