Fitz. - Maps lyrics

This ancient rock I sit upon has 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 And I’ve been high now for a little while And now my eyes are open wider than they ever were I was stranded on a fishing boat abandoned in the storm Solitude can lead your self 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 And I’ve been high now for a little while And now I’m leaving all my past I’m driving forward with the wind beside me As masterplans Fall into motion Waves are breaking on the shoreline Where the water meets the land Sleeping On the outside of the windowpane Reminds the city man Of natures upper hand The knots in the wood Make childish issues into wars Write tales of treasure maps I’ve drawn