Paper Maps Songtext
von Doyle Turner

Went off the trail, went off the map
Traded magenta for pitch black
Lost the cost of where you′re at
Honest smile 'neath a grubby hat

Turned to rain, turned to leafy green
Traded familiar, and routine for the
Bluest mountains, you′ve ever seen
Traced the trail, to wind blown clean

Same sun on our faces
Yet so far apart
The longing burns and never changes
Waiting on your wandering heart

Every now and then, here and there
Texts, pictures, and, "you won't believe where
I landed this time, I'll call I swear
Love, your son from everywhere"


A heart grows a bit, or it can shrink
It tells your secrets, more than you think
Breaks and shatters, at the kitchen sink
Walks off the map, with a grin and a wink

Same sun on our faces
Yet so far apart
The longing burns and never changes
Waiting on your wandering heart

Ghosts and birds call out the boundaries
Mark the route through little towns
Your footfalls echo all around me
I′m praying you find the trail home

Same sun on our faces
Yet so far apart
The longing burns and never changes
Waiting on your wandering heart

Years go by, years go slack
You trade the wild for a house, off a beaten track
Windows open to wind, just a crack
Walls covered with, paper maps