Steep Cliffs from Cartomantic by Cup of Sun

Steep Cliffs

my father is an old man with too many fantasies
but who am I to judge?
and my mother is a catholic with too many scars
to be healed with scattered love
and I want my mother to heal first
before she reaches the end
and I want my father's old t-shirts
to smell like him again

my father chasing me
in a sailboat on the open sea
asking me, oh, asking me

he says "why do your dreams go on year after year
but never seem to appear?"

well what else could I do?

up ahead was a steep cliff
to our left was a death wish
what else could we do
what else could we do

this is my mothers sweet green earth
please love it for all that's it worth
might be all that we get
let her heal in the end
and my father never promised me
heaven or hell
or tried to tell me what tides lied ahead
if I bring you an old map of islands
can I feel his gentle hands again?

if I bring you an old map of islands
a cartographers chest
if I bring you an old map of islands
can I see his sweet face again?



why do your dreams go on year after year
but never seem to appear

the band was playing
on the choppy ocean
they were brilliant
and my family was there
I crossed the rotting bridge
up the staircase to where god lives
and stood at the top whispering prayers

there were photographs and rivers
waterfalls and all of the sudden
the walls collapsed
and I was engulfed
but we came out singing
like two freed slaves
and the song was one that only
the jailed could have made

and my brothers understood

straight on was a steep cliff
to our left was a death wish
what else could we do?

• Electronic
• Experimental
• Instrumental Hip-Hop
• instrumental
• orchestral
• New Orleans