The Microphones

The Microphones - Map lyrics

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Oh, the sand
Oh, the spark
Oh, the open land
The swelling dark
Oh, my hands
Oh, my airy palms
Oh, the lack
Oh, my bending back
Of my empty lap
Oh, my map
To distant foot hills' rise

Open hands, the span
Oh, the swelling sound
Over massive rounds

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Language: English

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