Maps

Some set sail to conquer, some set sail to discover

Some set sail with an army of angry crusaders

We set sail with a ship of fools

We smile into the weather

Our maps are filled with pictures of strange sea creatures

They thrash their tail tools, their eyes are rolling

In the towering water

North for South and East for West

North for South and East for West

Damocles my brother, we've been on this island too long

You had your directions, mine were always wrong

North for South and East for West

North for South and East for West

Long lost brother, I know how this ends