He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached.
Called the fool and the company,
On his own where he'd rather be.
Where he ought to be, he sees
what you can't see, can't you see that?
Chorus:
Maybe he's caught in the legend
maybe he's caught in the mood.
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood.
Down the way, the road's divided
Paint me the places you've seen
Those who know what I don't know
Refer to the yellow, red, and green
(Can't you see that?)
chorus
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
The map that you've painted doesn't seem real
He just sings whatever he's seen
Point to the legend, point to the east
Point to the yellow, red, and green
chorus
Have been misunderstood
Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached
Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached
Is he to be reached? He's not to be reached
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