My love is ambidextrous,
But my limbs are always set in stone.
I try find a space that's in between,
Where I am and where I want to be.
I will draw a map of home,
And send it to myself.
Distance is, my misstress and my foe.
I'm wide awake, I'm trying to let go.
(Hey lets get metaphysical)
I'm leaving here, Out on my own.
I've got a date with Saint Christopher, On the road.
Count the miles, Start to sooth my soul.
Need to dig my way out of this hole.
I will draw a map of home,
And send it to myself.
Distance is, my misstress and my foe.
I'm wide awake, I'm trying to let go.
(Hey lets get metaphysical)
I want to run away.
I want to lose myself.
I'm tired of being alone.
But I can't come back home.
I'll try and understand maps.
Take a cartography class.
I'll try my best,
To leave a bread crumb trail for you.
Distance is, my misstress and my foe.
I'm wide awake, I'm trying to let go.
(Hey lets get metaphysical)
Hey lets get metaphysical

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