Original lyric sketch · Fictional voice · Lyrics only · Ordinary travel notes
Verse
A page can hold a question
without closing up the sky.
I turn to the harbour sound
and let the quick reply pass by.
Refrain
The map has room for the road we did not take.
Let the room keep breathing.
Let the words arrive.
Leave a little space for what is still alive.
Original spoken-word lyric sketch in the Ordinary travel notes cycle. The refrain is shared by the ten pieces in this cycle. No audio recording accompanies this piece.