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[Куплет 1] You drew a second map beneath the avenue With chalk dust on your fingers, blue against the noon A lost train crossed the harbor, carrying no name You smiled like you had known it would arrive that way [Алдынғы қайырма] I followed where the lines broke open Past the signs that pointed home You said, “the world is still in motion Even when we stand alone” [Қайырма] Meet me where the compass turns Where the old directions burn No promises to memorize Just a wider field of blue tonight If the ground forgets our names We can leave it something strange A little truth, a little nerve Meet me where the compass turns [Куплет 2] The museum kept a meteor in a glassy room A black stone full of thunder that never found the moon You told me every crater was a door that missed its wall I heard a different future in the silence after all [Алдынғы қайырма] We traded all our explanations For the language of the sparks Two unfinished constellations Making patterns in the dark [Қайырма] Meet me where the compass turns Where the old directions burn No promises to memorize Just a wider field of blue tonight If the ground forgets our names We can leave it something strange A little truth, a little nerve Meet me where the compass turns [Көпір] Let the north fall out of fashion Let the signal lose its source There are doors inside the question There are rivers off their course And if tomorrow asks us who we were Tell it we were learning how to veer [Қайырма] Meet me where the compass turns Where the old directions burn No promises to memorize Just a wider field of blue tonight If the ground forgets our names We can leave it something strange A little truth, a little nerve Meet me where the compass turns [Аутро] Where the compass turns Where the compass turns No map, no borrowed words Just the place the compass turns
