Stapleton M Is For Maps
close your eyes againpoint to anywhere id like to know
the secrets that you harbour id like to feel just what it
must be like over distant hill sun sinks down on me this
is the same as its always been you smudged the lines so
much it gets in the way greens and blues a map for you
lines and shades a paper chase folding friends kicked out
cross me off nothing in my head following fingers seemed
like a good idea at the time.
