the map

I'm not yet aware enough to revoke.

I hold on to most everything.

We found your note under the stairs.

I paced around with it until you said I'd never understand.

I searched the basement for some time,

lit a match and escaped with the map in the night.

I hold on to your eyes,

before my fingers burnt and we're relying on memory and pride.

I found a way to find the man that's calling my name.

You both look the same at night

I'm not the one that you called.

I lost the note along the walk and you drove.

I'll wait until you kill the headlights,

or step between them and find out who was really right.

I found the map that found a way to decide.

It looks so different at night.

There was nothing you could say.

I find my way back to the house but something had changed.

Found you praying to a ghost

the one I was chasing away.

I found the man who found the map, he's going insane.

He never wanted to stay.