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I used to draw a map with chalk
Across the driveway where we walk
The rain would wash the lines away
And I would draw them back next day
I traded the chalk and the concrete track
For a river road that never looks back
The water carves a brand new bend
And the broken maps make a perfect end
The tide slides out along the bay
The stones appear in a brand new way
I lose the colors of my past
But the green returns to stay at last
The tide slides out along the bay
The stones appear in a brand new way
The less I keep, the more I bloom
The ground I lose becomes my room
I traded the chalk and the concrete track
For a river road that never looks back
The water carves a brand new bend
And the broken maps make a perfect end
The tide slides out along the bay
The stones appear in a brand new way
I lose the colors of my past
But the green returns to stay at last
The tide slides out along the bay
The stones appear in a brand new way
The less I keep, the more I bloom
The ground I lose becomes my room
