Lyrics Ancient Maps - Sweet Crude

Ancient Maps

You and I stood side by side
Waiting in the lines to ride the rides
There was a beach but now it’s gone
Look at the creatures we’ve become
Tucked away in attics high
Ancient maps of times gone by
Look at the roads we used to run
Look at the creatures we’ve become
Baisse ta tête et ferme tes mains
(Bow your head and close your hands)
Verse du vin et casse du pain
(Pour some wine and break some bread)
Let us repent for what we’ve done
Look at the creatures we’ve become
Sang for wind and danced for rain
Woke up in the sugar cane
You were the moon and I the sun
Look at the creatures we’ve become
Et toi t’entends c’est cloches d'église?
(And do you hear those church bells?)
Ça connait pas que c’est un voisinage icitte?
(Don't they know that this is a neighborhood?)
Les petits en dedans sont après dormir
(The kids inside are sleeping)
On a pas ça qu’on avait
(We don’t have what we had)
C’est pas comme c'était
(It's not like it was)
C’est pas comme c'était
(It's not like it was)
Pas du tout
(Not at all)
Pas du tout
(Not at all)