Get Out the Map - Live

I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun

The saddest sight my eyes can see
Is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees
Sitting in a broken circle while you rest upon my knee
This perfect moment will soon be leaving me

Suzanne calls from Boston, the coffee's hot, the corn is high
And that same sun that warms your heart will suck the good earth dry
With everything it's opposite enough to keep you crying
Or keep this old world spinning with a twinkle in its eye

Get out the map
Get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone

I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young

Joni left for South Africa a few years ago
And then you know Beth, took a job all the way over on the west coast
And me I'm still trying to live half a life on the road
Though it seems I'm heavier by the year and heavier by the load

Why do we hurtle ourselves through every inch of time and space
I must say around some corner, I can sense a resting place
Every lesson learned a line upon your beautiful face
We'll amuse ourselves one day with these memories we'll trace

So get out the map
Get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone

I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young

I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young