Mental Maps from Mental Maps by E.G. Phillips
Tracklist
| 5. | Mental Maps | 2:58 |
Lyrics
VERSE 1:
Silk road through the roof of the world
Flowed to the spice lands of the East
A persistent belief
In a Northwest Passage
Tempered fears of the Kraken and
Other beasts of the deep
That’s the stuff of history books
Dreams found in an atlas from the past
Yet still live at the intersection
Of our mental maps
VERSE 2:
We both sketched the city in the dirt
Drew landmarks from our memories
We clearly referred
To all the same places
Yet shared no ground in common
As far as I could see
We set a course for the morning star
The sky fell and we lost the path
Which direction is the intersection
Of our mental maps?
BRIDGE:
The compass rose is in full bloom
Let’s get the lay of the land
You insist we stick to the forged trails
Lest we step into a mess of quicksand
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
VERSE 3:
Last week you set off on your own
A voyage of discovery, a walkabout
One of those journeys
Where you delve deep though the self
And drift as far as you can from
All of your doubts
I had a vision — we arrived at a point
Where space and time had collapsed
And there we met — at the intersection
Of our mental maps
Credits
Vocals - E.G. Phillips
Piano - Peter Colclasure
All Other Instruments - Kenny Schick
Written by E.G. Phillips
Produced by Basement 3 Productions








