[Intro]
Whispers inked on parchment glow in moonlit dust,
A compass sighs, the old roads start to trust.
[Verse 1]
Dusty oceans fold into the crease of time,
A seasoned hand traces lines that rhyme.
Mountains whisper routes the wind forgot,
In the margins, a doorway to what I sought.
[Pre-Chorus]
Edges blur as the map remembers me,
Where every curve is where I’m meant to be.
[Chorus]
I found a road that feels like home at last,
Cartography of the heart, steady and vast.
Through inked horizons, I’m where I belong,
The world unrolls beneath, a timeless song.
[Verse 2]
Hidden path glows softly, a thread through the seam,
Tales of long journeys cradle in the river steam.
Footsteps echo where the legends slept,
A harbor drawn in lines where my spirits kept.
[Pre-Chorus]
Pixels of starlight map a kinder sky,
I follow what the atlas swore was nigh.
[Chorus]
I found a road that feels like home at last,
Cartography of the heart, steady and vast.
Through inked horizons, I’m where I belong,
The world unrolls beneath, a timeless song.
[Bridge]
Between the creases, a quiet flame,
A compass hums that knows my name.
The hidden path, a chorus of old roads,
Brings me to the warmth that forever glows.
[Chorus]
I found a road that feels like home at last,
Cartography of the heart, steady and vast.
Through inked horizons, I’m where I belong,
The world unrolls beneath, a timeless song.
[Outro]
Home is not a place but the map we keep,
A gentle homecoming in the folds we seek.
