Immaculate Machine - Dear Confessor lyrics

maps won't show us where we're going

all they are is just the boring facts

relax

maps won't show us where we're going

winding lines and abstranct drawings

tracks

leaving tracks

all the plans we wrote on paper

going down the street somewhere

I wonder how we wound up here

send you off on a big adventure

Xes lead you to the treasure

whatcha gonna do when you finally find it

whatcha gonna do when you finally find it

send a letter when I get there

send a letter, "Dear Confessor"

she's a jukebox with a knack for fighting

hear it over half-cut hedges

spend too much on cheap umbrellas

bought from our heroes

cameras mixed with broken lenses

pictures sending me a message

make another one, make another copy for me

maps won't show us where we're going

all they are is just the boring facts

relax

send a letter when I get there

send a letter, "Dear Confessor"

she's a jukebox with a knack for fighting

maps won't show us where we're going

all they are is just the boring facts

relax

(leaving tracks)

maps won't show us where we're going

winding lines and abstract drawings

tracks

leaving tracks

send you off on a big adventure

Xes lead you to the treasure

whatcha gonna do when you find it

when you find it