Astronautalis - Dimitri Mendeleev lyrics

Dreamed up the maps Give me the charcoal and the paper now We invent paths they cannot see They're too scared to walk Between my hands rest 52 Plain old playing cards And I trapped God somewhere between Trump and the king of hearts Joni Mitchell said, "We are stardust, we are golden." We are all the same Blood paints the story of our love Across the bathroom floor, towards the drain Funny how everything just piles up Until one day you can't believe how far you came I'm made of mountains, made of metal Made of whiskey and waves Won't believe your own breath When the bold words finally escape your mouth Keep your secrets hidden Until you're certain of just what we've found Yeah, they bleed just like us But our calling, is what shapes us now Won't be held back, won't be tied up Won't be pinned down Won't be held back, won't be tied up, won't be pinned down Won't be held back, won't be tied up, won't be pinned down Won't be held back, won't be tied up, won't be pinned down Won't be held back, won't be, not now Dreamed up the maps Give me the charcoal and the paper now We invent paths they cannot see They're too scared to walk Between my hands rest 52 Plain old playing cards And I trapped God somewhere between Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of, trump and the king of Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of, trump and the king of Trump and the king of hearts It came to me, as strange as it seems From a simple deck of cards, laid ace to kings My fingernail slipped under King Charlemagne I flipped the edge and traced the grain and watched it fall like a breaking wave The ace of spades, last to splash Trump to suicide kings, they all turned Bicycle backs Stared at the pattern, a pair of seraphim flashed And it just fit, elegant, "aww sh**", that's that Strange you can waste away pain with one thing Watchmaker breaks sweat, he can't tame a dumb spring And one day it's as plain as the nose, above your smug grin Like, "look what the cat dragged in" Woke from a dream, hands heavy in cold sweat Jumped from the bed, snatched the charcoal quick Sketching frantically upon the bedroom brick Came together and it fit, like this: "Give me a lever and a place to stand And I'll move the world" You think you're clever But you've never seen how it really works Really works, really works Really works, really works Really works, really works Really works, oh no Dreamed up the maps Give me the charcoal and the paper now We invent paths they cannot see They're too scared to walk Between my hands rest 52 Plain old playing cards And I trapped God somewhere between Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of, trump and the king of Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of hearts Trump and the king of, trump and the king of Trump and the king of hearts