Spoonbound Journey

There's a spoon on your backpack (yeah, your pack) The tales it could tell of the miles you track (miles you track) It's seen more roads than a map unfurled (so unfurled) Go on, get going, traverse the world (traverse the world) Oh, trek back, trek back Trek back to places that you once roamed, yeah There's a spoon on your backpack (oh, on your pack) It's your trusty guide, portable and compact (so compact) Worn and polished, a memoir uncurled (tales uncurled) A little piece of home you take around the world (around the world) Oh, with that spoon, that spoon That spoon on your backpack says you'll come back home, yeah There's a spoon on your backpack (on your pack, on your pack) A symbol of the journeys, on and off the track (off the track, off the track) Clanging softly with each step you take (with each step, with each step) An anthem for the wanderer, a stainless steel keepsake (keepsake, keepsake) Oh, with that spoon, that spoon That spoon on your backpack, it's the wanderer's tune, yeah