Map Maker

Map Maker, Map Maker please take a rest
Your goal of gold isn’t really the best
Boats built of glass, fueled by oil, coal, and gas
We'll pass, cause this boat ‘s bound for glory

Our goal is glory, to tell our own story
No need to fight, nor horde inventory
there’s enough for you, and enough for me
with our faith in the human family

Map Maker, Map Maker we seek no blame
nor to punish them bringing any one shame,
but we can’t refrain for realigning the aim.
It’s our claim, that this boat ‘s bound for glory

These ways of the world, we’ve been lazy to learn
The map maker said “Take a right at the turn,
The ships with sails are too slow for the pace
Use my oil, fire desire, to win the race!”

Map Maker, Map Maker let go of the wheel
With the winds still blowing, we’ll sail with the seal
The whales, and sharks, running under the keel
What a feel, cause this boat ‘s bound for glory

Sailing to the seas that are yet unknown
Setting the compass by the pure heart tone
Until the truth is felt deep down in the bone
We might be lost but we're never alone

Map Maker, Map Maker please take a rest
Your goal of gold isn’t really the best
Boats built of glass, fueled by oil, coal, and gas
We'll pass, cause this boat ‘s bound for glory

Our goal is glory, to tell our own story
No need to fight, nor horde inventory
there’s enough for you, and enough for me
with our faith in the human family