Map On A Wall - Lucy Dacus

Oh please, don’t make fun of me

Of my crooked smile and my crowded teeth

Of my pigeon feet, of my knobby knees

Well, I got more problems than not

But I feel fine and I made up my mind

To live happily, feeling beautiful beneath the trees

Above a ground that’s solid at the core

Oh please, don’t make fun of me

Oh you know I get frightened so easily

When I’m all alone and the floorboards creak

It’s those noises in the dark

But I am alive and I made up my mind

To live fearlessly, running wild beneath the trees

Above a ground that’s solid at the core

Send my regards to the north my friends

I am built for the heat, I regret to admit

My fear of freezing keeps me on my feet

And so far my whole life’s one long lucky streak

They say you should take the credit when it comes

But I believe in haunted wood

Oh please, don’t make fun of me

Oh I’ll try my best to tell it like it is

But I’ll bite my tongue and I’ll close my lips

When nobody wants to hear it

But here we are and something about it doesn’t feel like an accident

We’re all looking for something to adore

And how to survive the bending and breaking

I’ve walked on two legs since I was a child

But when did I realize that some ways out

Past the horizon for thousands of miles

There are people like me, walking on legs like mine?

Coming closer and farther away

Coming to me and from my embrace

Hoping good comes from good

And good comes from bad anyway

Oh please, don’t make fun of me

With my heart of gold and my restless soul

Oh please, don’t make fun of me

This smile happens genuinely

If you want to see the world, you have to say goodbye

'Cause a map does no good hanging on a wall

If you want to see the world, you have to say goodbye

'Cause a map does no good hanging on a wall