I made a map, and sent it on its way
you sent it back
You said youve got, a filter in your blood
and in your head
Theres a map, at least as good as yours
theres a map
Theres a map, at least as good as yours
theres a map
you made it clear, that I was lost
in a hole
from which I come, and I cannot return
keep me clear
keep me pure, and of the earth,
keep me pure
keep me pure, and of the earth,
keep me pure
the wind up bird, letting go the day
and setting out
over the feild, behind the clowns
back to the knife
I learn
we move around the sun
I learn
I learn
the moon around the earth
I learn
I learn
the rhythm of the earth
I learn