Lament of the mapmaker

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Lament of the mapmaker
created by Sander
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Lament of the mapmaker
created by Sander

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I draw lines and mark where the rivers should bend
And trace out the roads that I'll never descend
A paper ocean, wrinkles and waves
Godlike intentions, but frozen in place
I chart constellations, connecting the stars
A galaxy born, as the ink leaves a mark 
The compass spins, but I’m stuck on this page
Set sail without movement, drifting in place
A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow
The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below
Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling
I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling
The horizon stretches, but it never grows near
The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear
When one map is finished, I start off anew
I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true
I paint the shadows where the mountains once stood
And sketch every path that I’ll never pursue
A paper sky, the colors don’t blend
Lacking intention, a goal, or a plan
I’ve planned out journeys, a million so far
Though I’ve traced every line, there’s no path to embark
The ink dries slowly, it never runs out
A journey in drawings, but no steps to count
A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow
The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below
Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling
I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling
The horizon stretches, but it never grows near
The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear
When one map is finished, I start off anew
I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true
These maps are a prison I created myself
I choose to stand still with no story to tell
A paper-thin world that easily tares
With intricate roads that lead me nowhere
A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow
The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below
Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling
I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling
The horizon stretches, but it never grows near
The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear
When one map is finished, I start off anew
I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true
A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow
The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below
Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling
I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling
The horizon stretches, but it never grows near
The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear
When one map is finished, I start off anew
I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

Musikstilbeschreibung

Male singer Very slow sad acoustic indie folk ballad

Liedtextsprache

English

Emotional Analysis

The lyrics convey a deep sense of longing, frustration, and introspection. The imagery of maps and journeys reflects a desire for exploration and achievement, but is contrasted with feelings of being trapped or stagnant.

Application Scenarios

This song can be used in scenarios like introspective moments, sad film soundtracks, or therapeutic settings to evoke reflection on personal dreams and the feeling of stagnation.

Technical Analysis

The song utilizes a simple yet poignant structure, featuring repetitive lines that enhance the feeling of being stuck. The acoustic arrangement likely emphasizes the melancholy with soft chord progressions and a slow tempo that supports the emotional weight of the lyrics.

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I draw lines and mark where the rivers should bend And trace out the roads that I'll never descend A paper ocean, wrinkles and waves Godlike intentions, but frozen in place I chart constellations, connecting the stars A galaxy born, as the ink leaves a mark The compass spins, but I’m stuck on this page Set sail without movement, drifting in place A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true I paint the shadows where the mountains once stood And sketch every path that I’ll never pursue A paper sky, the colors don’t blend Lacking intention, a goal, or a plan I’ve thought up journeys, a million so far Though I’ve traced every line, there’s no path to embark The ink dries slowly, it never runs out A journey in drawings, but no steps to count A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true These maps are a prison I created myself I choose to stand still with no story to tell A paper-thin world that easily tares With intricate roads that lead me nowhere A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

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Mercy

The world keeps turning even after we’re gone Raindrops will fall, no need for anyone The faster, the better, humanity’s a plague We’re stuck in a loop, and counting the days The sun will still set, the stars burning out Clocks keep on ticking, but there’s nothing to count The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return The waves coming in, try to wash us away Tides ever shifting, we simply stay in place The harder we work, the less we achieve We’re fighting for nothing, pretend to believe The streets might stop burning, but the blood never dries Ignoring the carnage, try as we might The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return We’re born just to suffer, and die to be free Chasing a purpose that’s never been real This life’s but a cycle, we kill and we rape Still we keep marching, cause nothing’s at stake Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return Mercy is met with a blade in return

Mercy-Sander-AI-singing
Mercy

The world keeps turning even after we’re gone Raindrops will fall, no need for anyone The faster, the better, humanity’s a plague We’re stuck in a loop, and counting the days The sun will still set, the stars burning out Clocks keep on ticking, but there’s nothing to count The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return The waves coming in, try to wash us away Tides ever shifting, we simply stay in place The harder we work, the less we achieve We’re fighting for nothing, pretend to believe The streets might stop burning, but the blood never dries Ignoring the carnage, try as we might The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere We’re born just to suffer, and die to be free Chasing a purpose that’s never been real This life’s but a cycle, we kill and we rape Still we keep marching, cause nothing’s at stake Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return Mercy is met with a blade in return

Mercy-Sander-AI-singing
Mercy

The world keeps turning even after we’re gone Raindrops will fall, no need for anyone The faster, the better, humanity’s a plague We’re stuck in a loop, and counting the days The sun will still set, the stars burning out Clocks keep on ticking, but there’s nothing to count The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return The waves coming in, try to wash us away Tides ever shifting, we simply stay in place The harder we work, the less we achieve We’re fighting for nothing, pretend to believe The streets might stop burning, but the blood never dries Ignoring the bloodshed, try as we might The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere We’re born just to suffer, and die to be free Chasing a purpose that’s never been real This life’s but a cycle, we kill and we rape Still we keep marching, cause nothing’s at stake Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return

Mercy-Sander-AI-singing
Mercy

The world keeps turning even after we’re gone Raindrops will fall, no need for anyone The faster, the better, humanity’s a plague We’re stuck in a loop, and counting the days The sun will still set, the stars burning out Clocks keep on ticking, but there’s nothing to count The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return The waves coming in, try to wash us away Tides ever shifting, we simply stay in place The harder we work, the less we achieve We’re fighting for nothing, pretend to believe The streets might stop burning, but the blood never dries Ignoring the bloodshed, try as we might The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere We’re born just to suffer, and die to be free Chasing a purpose that’s never been real This life’s but a cycle, we kill and we rape Still we keep marching, cause nothing’s at stake Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return

Mercy-Sander-AI-singing
Mercy

The world keeps turning even after we’re gone Raindrops will fall, no need for anyone The faster, the better, humanity’s a plague We’re stuck in a loop, and counting the days The sun will still set, the stars burning out Clocks keep on ticking, but there’s nothing to count The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return The waves coming in, try to wash us away Tides ever shifting, we simply stay in place The harder we work, the less we achieve We’re fighting for nothing, pretend to believe The streets might stop burning, but the blood never dries Ignoring the bloodshed, try as we might The future’s a lie, and the past doesn’t care Every step taken, it leads us nowhere We’re born just to suffer, and die to be free Chasing a purpose that’s never been real This life’s but a cycle, we kill and we rape Still we keep marching, cause nothing’s at stake Why live a life full of wasted potential Why tell the truth when it’s not what they want Why be a good person when good never works Mercy is met with a blade in return Why stand up for right when wrong is a winner Why bother smiling when everything’s a joke Why dream of the sky when you’re chained to the earth Mercy is met with a blade in return

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Amo você

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Lament of the mapmaker

I draw lines and mark where the rivers should bend And trace out the roads that I'll never descend A paper ocean, wrinkles and waves Godlike intentions, but frozen in place I chart constellations, connecting the stars A galaxy born, as the ink leaves a mark The compass spins, but I’m stuck on this page Set sail without movement, drifting in place A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true I paint the shadows where the mountains once stood And sketch every path that I’ll never pursue A paper sky, the colors don’t blend Lacking intention, a goal, or a plan I’ve planned out journeys, a million so far Though I’ve traced every line, there’s no path to embark The ink dries slowly, it never runs out A journey in drawings, but no steps to count A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true These maps are a prison I created myself I choose to stand still with no story to tell A paper-thin world that easily tares With intricate roads that lead me nowhere A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

Lament of the mapmaker-Sander-AI-singing
Lament of the mapmaker

I draw lines and mark where the rivers should bend And trace out the roads that I'll never descend A paper ocean, wrinkles and waves Godlike intentions, but frozen in place I chart constellations, connecting the stars A galaxy born, as the ink leaves a mark The compass spins, but I’m stuck on this page Set sail without movement, drifting in place A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true I paint the shadows where the mountains once stood And sketch every path that I’ll never pursue A paper sky, the colors don’t blend Lacking intention, a goal, or a plan I’ve planned out journeys, a million so far Though I’ve traced every line, there’s no path to embark The ink dries slowly, it never runs out A journey in drawings, but no steps to count A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true These maps are a prison I created myself I choose to stand still with no story to tell A paper-thin world that easily tares With intricate roads that lead me nowhere A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true A pen in my hand, and the lines overflow The tides keep on rising, but I’m stuck below Ships passing by, they don’t notice me calling I forget I’m in charge and that I’m the one stalling The horizon stretches, but it never grows near The winds whisper secrets that I refuse to hear When one map is finished, I start off anew I’m dreaming up dreams that’ll never come true

PAS helps us grow-Xylon-AI-singing
PAS helps us grow

PAS 1 shows the financial way, PAS 7 shows the cash we pay. PAS 10, events we know, PAS 12, taxes help us grow. PAS 16, plants and tools, PAS 19, benefits are the rules. PAS 23, borrowing’s clear, PAS 24, related ones appear. PAS 27, statements that stand, PAS 28, ventures hand in hand. PAS 32, instruments we show, PAS 34, interim reports we know. PAS 41, farming is key, These are the PAS, as you can see!

Abg botak sorum bekas-adof-AI-singing
Abg botak sorum bekas

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