Only maps in our command

Walking on the long roads down to nobody knows where

With only maps in our command, and you in my arms.

Leading the under sun reigning down on this open highway, so much to do and places to be sent astray

With only maps in our command, the skies the limit so they say, liberty is blazing in the heat of this humid haze, sandstorms gathering up the dust and memories to be lead astray

None of it matters so long as only the maps are in our command

There is nobody to give demands as liberty blazes in the air as the stars replace the twinkling sun and we set up a camp in the wilderness for fun, pretending we are on the run

All this with only the maps are in our command…

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