Beth Malone - Maps lyrics

[ALISON] Make this part look rugged Mm hmm Allegheny plateau This dark shaded stripeBum bum bum Is the front Paint the long ridges And valleys below Mm-hmm Our town is this dot Quick dashes mark the property ends Beach Creek A rope that turns and bends Little squares for houses Strung along roads The land transfigured Into topographic codes Maps show you what is simple and true Try laying out a bird's eye view Not what he told you Just what you see What do you know that's not your dad's mythology? Dad was born on this farm Here's our house Here's the spot where he died I can draw a circle His whole life fits inside Four miles from our door I-80 ran from shore to shore On its way from the Castro To Christopher Street The road not taken Just four miles from our door You were born on this farm Here's our house Here's the spot where you died I can draw a circleI can draw a circle You lived your life inside