My Crooked Map

[Verse 1]
I drew the hill where the table stood
Put a blue river through the cedar wood
My compass spun; I let it choose
A road that wandered past the truth

[Pre-Chorus]
You say, “That line won’t take you home”
I say, “It found a place unknown”

[Chorus]
Turn by the mountain I made up
Cross where the paper river bends
My crooked map is not a failure
It knows a door around the end
I’ll take the road that bears my name
With all its wrong turns in the frame

[Verse 2]
I marked the orchard miles too wide
Left empty space on either side
The ink ran north; the shore ran west
Still, there’s a harbor past the mess

[Pre-Chorus]
No borrowed grid can tell me where
A life begins from what is there

[Chorus]
Turn by the mountain I made up
Cross where the paper river bends
My crooked map is not a failure
It knows a door around the end
I’ll take the road that bears my name
With all its wrong turns in the frame

[Airy Breakdown]
Fold the page; leave room to roam
There’s more than one way forward home

[Final Chorus]
Turn by the mountain I made up
Cross where the paper river bends
My crooked map is not a failure
It leads to places without ends
I’ll take the road that bears my name
And draw tomorrow in the frame