Quiet Arrows - Maps

Draw the map and chart the course
Go by sea or go by horse
Either way will shed your tears

Scoffers mock in metaphors
Pointing fingers of remorse
What they doubt is what they fear

Strike the chisel to the stone
Hearts in cages made of bone
Dust will settle truth appears

Carry on and carry forth
Underway to other shores
You will greet the hemispheres

Go oh whoa
You must go oh whoa

To the point and don’t delay
Carry on along your way
Though the answers may be few

Cavalier the cavalcade
Hesitations will be made
Both of these are point of view

Ocean fury fighting waves
To the sand and over plains
In the canyon echoes feud

Through the mountain jagged cave
Close your eyes and carve your name
At least the one you thought you knew

Go oh whoa
You must go oh whoa
Go oh whoa
You must go oh whoa

Underneath your knuckles white
Clenching hands are creased with lines
Though they tremble you are bold

Seal the letters that you write
By the wind and candlelight
Still your words remain aglow

Turn your face and lift your eyes
To the patterns in the sky
Navigate the years of old

Understand that passing time
Travels forward and behind
Only moments can you hold

Oh whoa oh
You must go oh whoa
Go oh whoa
You must go oh whoa

Written by:
Samuel Robertson, Nate Agenbroad, Gus Elg

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Lyrics © ATTIC LADDER RECORDS

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