Map Of The World (part Ii) Lyrics - Singles - Siberry Jane

you mentioned la pieta 

the dotted line 

the holy flapping dress 

white legs carving darkness 

and you traced your thoughts 

on the tablecloth 

as you were speaking 

so when you left i grabbed the white 

and telling tablecloth 

and i carried it out 

into the empty streets 

and i laid it down 

to see what i could see 

i led my horse along the latitudes 

across the folds and into white 

and somehow along the way 

my horse slid off sideways 

and was gone forever 

i mourned and then forgot about it 

i resumed the line 

the latitudes and longitudes 

are calling me 

they're stringing me out 

across the seas forever 

they say -- da da... 

map of the world 

i run along the dotted line 

and i grab my flapping dress --- wheeee 

and the global winds rush past me 

shouting -- this is happiness 

a quick flight to the global edge 

that spans the vast expanse 

to where the mountains meet 

like relay-runners 

to where the snow caps do 

and the snow-fleurs try 

i raise one arm up to the sky 

to touch a speck --- an eagle flies 

and a stick-figure on the other side 

he waves back to me...(?) 

he said -- da da... 

map of the world 

a stick-figure with briefcase 

and a business suit and tie 

he walks across the perfect lawn 

(you mean the perfect-perfect-perfect lawn?) 

and he stands there at the foot 

of the golden office tower 

he says --- "i must get to work today 

i have to get inside somehow" 

but the golden office tower 

was just a cliff the sun was setting on 

so he ran up along the cliff 

and was gone forever 

he said -- da da... 

you were with us 

when we held our meetings 

at the end of the plains 

la pieta 

broad topics like --- 

life and death 

(is dinner ready yet?) 

yes --- it's a map-of-the-world 

i run along the dotted line 

beyond the mountain tops 

past the far-flung icefloes 

and the outlying tundra 

and i circle down 

to see what i can see 

i can see ten men of the kremlin 

ten pegs upon the plains 

ten men with stony faces 

facing west where night erases 

shadows in the places 

where the faces 

of the kremlin used to be 

they say --- da da... 

map of the world