Map - Jason Webley

I walked across a continent where children did not bat an eye

When made to watch their mothers die, they left the bodies by the sides

Of roads where only willows cried, yes, even my own eyes were dry

When somehow there I lost my bride, the ring slipped free and fell beneath the

earth

So like Orpheus, I bowed and went far underneath the firmament

My harp strings broke, my voice was spent, I kissed my lady’s hand and sent

My two weeks notice with my rent

And she grew cold and softly said

That I am not your lover

I’m the map you use to find her

I am not your lover

I’m just a map you use to find her

I step outside my room once more and see what I have seen before

Another ship washed to my shore, a figure walking towards my door

Her face is tired, her dress is torn

I look into her eyes and feel her thirst

She says I’ve come across these waters high, pressed on by such auspicious signs

I’ve watched the stars and read the tides, the winds have brought me to your

side

I come to you, I am your bride

And I grew cold as I replied

That I am not your lover

I’m the map you use to find him

I am not your lover

I’m just a map you use to find him

I am not your lover

I’m the map you used to find him

I am not your lover

I’m just a map you use to find him

She said I am not your lover

I’m the map you use to find her

I am not your lover

I’m just a map you use to find her