Map Reading

Lyrics by Brieve Morison

I was listening to the wallpaper
You can’t build a fantasy out of that
The radio was playing and paper walls make a
Lousy insulation I have to wear a hat

I thought everything was going alright
That afterall it was leveling out
But afterall maybe I haven’t read the signs right
And map reading’s what it’s all about
Oh oh map reading the highway to your soul x2

Now the radio started singing
And the wallpaper played along
Then the doorbell started ringing
Pretty soon everything was joining in the song
The window panes did a snare break
And the walls a Leslie bend
I wondered what have I done now for heavens sake
And where’s all this going to end
Oh map reading the highway to your soul x2

Took the whole thing out on the road
I thought I might give it a name
Life repeats itself so I’m told
If I get back here I might have to shout it out again
I’ve hung out at the cross roads
Where the blues run the game
I’ve been in every kind of direction
But the blues is always the same
Oh map reading the hight=way to your soul x2
I’ve hung out at the cross roads
Where the blues is a game of chance
Or coincidence down a back road
When you’re looking for romance
I’ve thrown away maps of treasure trove
Burned them threw them down and danced
Discarded ones that showed the storms I rode
Oh map reading the high way to your soul x2