Relief Map

[Verse 1]
(Speaker A)
That one-bed over on Valdez Street,
Got the afternoon light hitting the concrete.
I map the silence, the square footage of dread,
Drawing new borders around my side of the bed.

[Chorus]
(Speaker B)
Hey, that's just a relief map of a possible place.
Don't you dare trace your future on its empty space.
Tonight, we're coloring outside the county lines,
This cartography of sorrow ain't a binding sign.

[Verse 2]
(Speaker A)
"It's just preparing," I whisper to the fog on the glass,
For after the August lease is up, for the time to pass.
I can already feel the floor tiles, cold through the socks,
Hear the singular echo when the front door locks.

[Chorus]
(Speaker B)
That's just a relief map of a possible pain,
A projection of drought, but I'm calling for rain.
Tonight, we're dancing right off the edge of the key,
This cartography of sorrow? That ain't you and me.

[Bridge]
(Speaker A, then B)
But the scale is one-to-one, it feels so real, so true...
Then let's tear the paper. Find a longitude that's new.

[Chorus]
(Both)
This was a relief map, just a ghost in the ink,
A future we surveyed from right on the brink.
Tonight, we're the legend, we're the compass, the sign,
'Cause this cartography of joy is a brand new design.

[Outro]
A brand new design.
Yeah, we redrew the whole damn line.