The Campers’ Songs

The Bog

I can almost smell it
That thing I’m dreading
There’s a voice inside my head saying
You’ll never make it
Every stoke I’m making
Every j I make feels
Lost with no connection
No cell reception
But I...
I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on
Cuz, there’s always gonna be another portage
It’s always gonna take my shoes
There’s always gonna be another sinkhole
Sometimes you’re gonna just fall through
It’s all about how fast we get there
I just fell over another log....
It’s the bog!!