[00:07.62]Here’s the map of the land
[00:08.58]Pour it through your old hand
[00:11.25]Give me more sand, more sand
[00:13.26]Help is here within the snake
[00:13.89]Home is here while you’re awake
[00:14.58]The end is near it’s dancing in the sand and then you try to be mosaic
[00:16.14]Help is near, we made a plan
[00:16.71]Move your feet through no man’s land
[00:19.89]If I know there’ll be no back home to be had
[00:20.76]In the bitterness of truth
[00:21.48]Where the curve of the horizon
[00:22.77]Feels like walking through a masterpiece
[00:23.55]Of evening blue in unread books
[00:24.24]And I fall but I can stand up
[00:26.91]Which right do I have to believe you
[00:27.60]Leave the wreck in the sun
[00:28.92]It’s on your head
[00:29.31]Into beyond
[00:29.58]In the bitterness of you
[00:30.06]And the bird is so golden
[00:30.63]Feel like walking through a starry night
[00:35.52]The sky is bright and burning
[00:36.12]And I fall but I still manage
[00:36.81]Which right do I have to deceive you
[00:37.44]Leave the wreck in the sun
[00:38.70]It’s on your head
[00:39.09]Into beyond
[00:39.36]Close your eyes it’s all around you
[00:41.67]And now the wires are all too tight
[00:42.66]I’ve fallen look around you
[00:43.20]I’m the lore you learned today
[00:44.04]I took a turn in my way
[00:44.52]And I shook the tide
[00:44.88]The plane is but a spec
[00:48.48]And Prevot has a gun
[00:50.85]One bullet two men
[00:54.03]The sky is white
[00:58.32]Feels like a magic carpet
[01:01.26]Come fly a dying man
[01:01.83]His shoulders are like ice capped
[01:07.92]Mountains in the sand
[01:11.04]Curve of the horizon is feminine so then
[01:17.67]The eyes do not see anymore
[01:35.85]Close your eyes it’s all around you
[01:42.03]The heat’s a blanket of decay
[01:47.91]Spirits dancing all around you
[01:55.05]Dusty coral hazy grey
[02:05.85]I’m the one to survive this
[02:10.95]Soul is curled up tide
[02:13.17]The plane is but a spec
[02:15.09]And Prevot has a gun
[02:19.29]One bullet two men
[02:22.53]The sky is white
[02:26.37]Feels like a magic carpet
[02:30.03]A wish for a dying man
[02:30.72]His shoulders are like ice capped
[02:35.40]Mountains in the sand
[02:39.45]Curve of the horizon is primitive man
[02:45.39]So we do not speak anymore
[03:22.38]Close your eyes now
[03:28.83]It’s all around you
[03:34.35]And you feel the wires are all too tight
[03:43.17]If I know there’ll be no back home
[03:49.23]Beyond, beyond into unknown
[03:57.24]Pour it through your hand
[03:57.99]Here’s the map of the land
[04:04.71]The horizon...
[04:10.68]And the bird is so golden
[04:16.98]Feels like a magic carpet
[04:23.04]Come fly a dying man
[04:35.88]The long haul back
[04:36.30]In no direction
[04:42.42]And no one knows we’re ok
[04:48.45]And the curve of the horizon
[04:51.54]A masterpiece
[04:54.84]Survival on adrenaline it’s over soon
[05:01.62]Doesn’t everyone have their own walk to walk
[05:08.67]Doesn’t everyone

Here’s the map of the land
Pour it through your old hand
Give me more sand, more sand
Help is here within the snake
Home is here while you’re awake
The end is near it’s dancing in the sand and then you try to be mosaic
Help is near, we made a plan
Move your feet through no man’s land
If I know there’ll be no back home to be had
In the bitterness of truth
Where the curve of the horizon
Feels like walking through a masterpiece
Of evening blue in unread books
And I fall but I can stand up
Which right do I have to believe you
Leave the wreck in the sun
It’s on your head
Into beyond
In the bitterness of you
And the bird is so golden
Feel like walking through a starry night
The sky is bright and burning
And I fall but I still manage
Which right do I have to deceive you
Leave the wreck in the sun
It’s on your head
Into beyond
Close your eyes it’s all around you
And now the wires are all too tight
I’ve fallen look around you
I’m the lore you learned today
I took a turn in my way
And I shook the tide
The plane is but a spec
And Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men
The sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
His shoulders are like ice capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is feminine so then
The eyes do not see anymore
Close your eyes it’s all around you
The heat’s a blanket of decay
Spirits dancing all around you
Dusty coral hazy grey
I’m the one to survive this
Soul is curled up tide
The plane is but a spec
And Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men
The sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet
A wish for a dying man
His shoulders are like ice capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is primitive man
So we do not speak anymore
Close your eyes now
It’s all around you
And you feel the wires are all too tight
If I know there’ll be no back home
Beyond, beyond into unknown
Pour it through your hand
Here’s the map of the land
The horizon...
And the bird is so golden
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
The long haul back
In no direction
And no one knows we’re ok
And the curve of the horizon
A masterpiece
Survival on adrenaline it’s over soon
Doesn’t everyone have their own walk to walk
Doesn’t everyone