Once again, here we are.
Slow fingers tracing each others scars.
It makes a map across our hands.
Close your eyes, memorize directions.
Connect the lines,
Our paths will meet in time,
And don't forget the road, we traveled on alone.
You toss and you turn in your bed.
Phantom piano notes in your head.
Could you write them down?
Build a melody?
Writing down the words shared between you and me.
Could you make it all make sense.
By connecting the lines
our song is written in time
and I won't forget the way
we traveled in to get to where we are today.
And all those years we were alone,
only made us strong enough to know,
that everything is as it should.
So now here we are.
And you running your hands along my scars...
Connect the lines
Our paths will meet in time.
And I won't forget the road I traveled on alone.
credits
from Road Maps EP,
released November 15, 2010
Written By: Genevieve Rainey
Recorded in Austin, TX, by Grant Jackson Wilborn at The Bighouse.
Vox and a.guitar: Genevieve Rainey
Bass, reed organ and percussion: Elijah Ford
Drums, e.guitar, dobro and mandolin: Corby Schaub
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