Magnetic North

[Verse 1]
I'm the '09 Thomas Guide to Bolivar County,
Stuffed behind the fuses, warped by the heat.
You left a coffee-ring coastline on Mississippi,
My paper's worn thin where your fingers would meet.
Your thumbprint is a ghost on the route to her mother's;
My spine's almost broken on that permanent crease.

[Chorus]
The topography of your silence is a mountain range now.
The border of your body, a line I don't cross.
Is this even our map anymore?
Or just a folded-up record of the loss.

[Verse 2]
That last week in August, the air thick as syrup,
You traced the Gulf Coast with a half-broken nail.
"Just get us lost," you whispered, right past the city limits,
Now you just drive the same roads 'til the details go stale.
Your new girl, she don't know the legend for the landmarks,
She can't read the language of this faded-out trail.

[Bridge]
I'm not just paper; I'm the ink of a promise.
I'm the scale of a wanting measured in rust and in dust.
My legend is lying.

[Outro]
Your true north is gone, boy.
There's no compass for trust.