Текст песни
[Куплет 1] You found a paper map inside the library book A folded little coastline with a hand-drawn crooked hook No name beneath the compass, no date beside the shore Just one blue line departing from the town you knew before [Предприпев] You traced it with your finger, laughing at the turn Some roads are only waiting for a reason to be learned [Припев] Take the long way home tonight Past the fields and the satellite If the gate is open, walk on through There may be a different world for you Keep the map, let the ink decide Leave a little room on either side Every wrong direction can reveal A place that makes the ordinary real [Куплет 2] A bicycle was leaning by the station wall Its basket held a letter that was never sent at all You carried it for miles beneath the leaning trees Then left it in a mailbox marked “for whoever needs” [Предприпев] The town grew small behind you, the afternoon turned gold You said, “perhaps a story starts whenever it is told” [Припев] Take the long way home tonight Past the fields and the satellite If the gate is open, walk on through There may be a different world for you Keep the map, let the ink decide Leave a little room on either side Every wrong direction can reveal A place that makes the ordinary real [Бридж] And when the paper tears apart You’ll still remember where you started Not every answer needs a sign Some discoveries arrive in time [Final chorus] Take the long way home tonight Past the fields and the satellite If the gate is open, walk on through There may be a different world for you Keep the map, let the ink decide Leave a little room on either side Every wrong direction can reveal A place that makes the ordinary real [Аутро] Fold the map and set it free There’s another road beneath the tree
