Artichokes Lyrics

Maps & Atlases Artichokes

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