City lights like folded maps, Midnight trains and coffee stains I trace the streets where old happes live ,I count the losses ,count the names A photographer fucked in my coat ,a whisper stuck behind my teeth And your shadow in the doorway , pulls me back from where l leave there's a quiet in my chest that hum' When the world get loud A small compass pointing home through the restless crowd Hand tremble,, breathing,, I'm learning how to slay If you reach across the distance , show me ,where to lay my faith Find my way ,I want you to find my way , I want you to find my way Can I have a lot of people , every single day of my life I don't fear about leaving behind now you've got my mind again