The Great Attractor

I once felt confined by domesticity
Always something 'round the next corner
I headed so far west that i came to the east
And landed back on your doorstep

The journey was a hard one
I lost count of the fights
And the friendships i had pursued
I can't claim to have had you
Continually in my sights
I was always afraid of tunnel vision

So pack your bags oh paradise seekers
It´s the silence that you fear
What makes you think
You'll find anything else
If you can't find it here

I kicked off my boots by a watering hole
And there i spied a fellow traveller
I asked him
"please sir, which way should i go?"
He said
"you've already been and gone there."

At this point i climbed up
On the back of my horse
And i whispered into it's ear
I dangled a carrot to set the course
And before too long we wound up here

So turn away all you attention seekers
I can't take it any more
You cannot tempt nor entice me
'cos i've seen it all before

I once felt restricted by simplicity
There was always something else to be found
So i travelled the world but returned to thee
And found paradise on your doorstep