The Map I Carried
folk rock pop

The Map I Carried

Kibi

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歌词

[Intro]
[Verse]
The engine cuts out slow
Nowhere left for me to go
The autumn rain smells sweet
On the cracked asphalt street
Two years in a metal box
Picking all the heavy locks
[Verse]
Sun-bleached maps on the floor
I don’t need them anymore
My twelve-string is out of tune
Underneath a ghost-white moon
Rust is creeping up the door
Just like it was here before
[Pre-Chorus]
But the air feels different now
I have finally learned how
To let the river flow
And let the heavy pieces go
[Chorus]
Home is a silver string
It’s the way that we sing
It’s the hope that we bring
A soft and living thing
[Post-Chorus]
It’s a light in the dark
It’s a flickering spark
It’s the beat of my heart
Where the new stories start
[Verse]
The corner bar is loud
Searching for a friendly crowd
Then a laugh hits the door
Like I’ve heard it before
It’s a melody of old
Turning silver into gold
[Pre-Chorus]
Every storefront has a name
Nothing ever stays the same
But the rhythm in my chest
Is the only true rest
[Chorus]
Home is a silver string
It’s the way that we sing
It’s the hope that we bring
A soft and living thing
[Bridge]
I was chasing the sun
Always on the run
With coffee on my sleeve
And the room to breathe
I am finally found
On this holy, rusted ground
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Home is a silver string
It’s the way that we sing
It’s the hope that we bring
A soft and living thing
[Post-Chorus]
It’s a light in the dark
It’s a flickering spark
It’s the beat of my heart
Where the new stories start
[Outro]

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