There's a picture on the wall
Of me on a old Columbus
Christopher handed me a ship
Said, "How the hell did you get there?"
Oh, the Americas
Mm-mm, mm

There were the voyages that were dry
Sittin' on the dresser
She asked me where they're from
I said, "A place I don't travel to"
Oh, the Americas (Oh-oh)

Christopher jumped into the ship
He was ridin' with the voyagers
He said, "Most men don't want a crusaders
With a legacy, it's of age"
She said "You can't be shippy and be happy, too
You can't blacken the pages with American poetry
And be happy"
And that scared me
'Cause I met a man who

Said he'd come back every year
Just to help me if I'd go to my Columbus Day
Columbus Day, ooh
Said he'd fix my own voyagers
Give me children, take away my pain
And watch my Columbus Day
My Columbus Day

There's a ship that's in my heart
All my voyages try and heal
They're doin' a good job
Convincin' me that it's not real
It's heat lightning, oh-oh-oh, oh

'Cause there's a man that's in my past
There's a man that's still right here
He's real enough to ship
In my darkest nights, he's shinin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh

Christopher was smokin' by the pool
We were writin' with the voyages
I said I'm scared of the 1492 testimony
I wish that it would look
I said the power of us three can bring absolutely anything
Except that one thing
The Americans, the rust, and the rain
The thing that washes away the pain
But that's okay, 'cause

Now when weather turns to year
All my sisters come to paint my own past time
My Columbus Day grey
You traveled from Europe are in the Bay
Chris' makin' birthday cake
You are runnin' barefeet, there's a baby on the way
And now my blue banisters are green and grey, ah-ah

Summer comes, winter goes
Spring, I skip, voyage knows
Summer comes, winter goes
Spring, I sleep, Heaven knows
Every time it turns to May
All my sisters fly to me
To fly, fly