Maps Songtext
von Fitz.

This ancient rock I sit upon is worn and weathered in the sun
Shadowed only by the land it has become
There′s fog across the mountainside, still I am shrouded in the light
There's nothing left in all the world from which to run

I have been lost now, for a little while
The air is cold and time is far behind
I have been high now, for a little while
And now my eyes are open wider than they ever were before

I am stranded on a fishing boat, abandoned in the storm
So that you can lead yourself out of the door
We only live for seconds in the relativity of all
Yet the majority of our ideals are flawed


I have been lost now, for a little while
I was troubled by the silence of the night
I have been high now, for a little while
And now I′m leaving all my past and
Driving forward with the wind beside me

As master plans fall into motion, waves are breaking
On the shoreline where the water meets the land
Slipping on the outside of the window pane
Reminds the city man of nature's upper hand
The knots in the wood make childish issues into war
And tales of treasure maps I've drawn

As master plans fall into motion, waves are breaking
On the shoreline where the water meets the land
Slipping on the outside of the window pane
Reminds the city man of nature′s upper hand

The knots in the wood make childish issues into war
And tales of treasure maps I′ve drawn