Текст песни
I keep a map in a tin can lid
Scratched with smoke and rain
Three bent needles, one brass face
Pointing through the train
I left my name in every town
In a pocket, in the dust
But your voice pulls north in my chest
Like a compass made of rust
Turn it slow
Let it glow
Show me where the wild roads go
Nomad’s astrolabe
Pull me through the dark
Nomad’s astrolabe
You’re the steady spark
Nomad’s astrolabe
I can find my way
If you stay, if you stay
I slept by a riverbed last June
With my boots still on
Woke up to the smell of bread
And a blue-gray dawn
You sent a note with no return
Just a line and a mark
“Meet me where the last fence ends
By the field with the crows”
Turn it slow
Let it glow
Show me where the wild roads go
Nomad’s astrolabe
Pull me through the dark
Nomad’s astrolabe
You’re the steady spark
Nomad’s astrolabe
I can find my way
If you stay, if you stay
I’ve crossed dry stone and winter mud
Chasing every sign
But every road I’ve worn so far
Leads back into your line
Nomad’s astrolabe
Pull me through the dark
Nomad’s astrolabe
You’re the steady spark
Nomad’s astrolabe
I can find my way
If you stay, if you stay
I can find my way
I can find my way
If you stay
