Maps & Atlases Carrying The Wet Wood lyrics

He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
He's not to be reached

Called the fool and the company
On his own where he'd rather be
Where he ought to be he sees what you can't see
Can't you see that?

Maybe he's caught in the legend
Maybe he's caught in the mood
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood

Down the way the road's divided
Paint me the places you have seen
Those who know what I don't know
Refer to the yellow, red and green

Maybe he's caught in the legend
Maybe he's caught in the mood
Maybe these maps and legends
Been misunderstood


He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached
He's not to be reached

The map that you painted didn't seem real
He just sings whatever he's seen
Point to the legend, point to the east
Point to the yellow, red and green

Maybe he's caught in the legend
Maybe he's caught in the mood
Maybe these maps and legends
Have been misunderstood

Maybe he's caught in the legend
Maybe he's caught in the mood
Maybe these maps and legends
Been misunderstood, been misunderstood
Been misunderstood