Pins On My Map

Lyrics by Dylan Owen

“Kind of remember those things…”

You were the pins on my map

Thanks for bringing me back

Thanks for the ride home tonight

It’s bringing me back

Thanks for the ride, and for bringing me back

I was worried when I’d visit at last

It’d be different

But the same infinite sadness

Still covers everything

Still fills in the blanks

And all the places we lived in the past

When I was lost and I had no one sticking with me

You were the pins on my map

(Thanks for giving me that!)

By now I’ve seen every back road

Seen every landmark, every national park

I’ve seen every sunset, seen every baseball field

Every evergreen we have in our hearts

And nothing

Makes my hope swell

Yeah nothing 

Feels the way that home felt

I’ve seen sleepy towns become hotels

We fall with the ghosts of our old selves

I’ve seen the diners empty 

As they slow their rounds

I’ve seen the college bars

They’re all closing down

It’s almost time we could read our closing lines

And tell each other what our lives have been all about

I don’t know the cost, but it pays to find

Worse than the worst times were the wasted times

Everything good’s always gotta change in time

So I will keep you in this suitcase of mine

I’ll always come back home to where the places don’t change

I tell you I love you below the gas station rain

And the old baseball diamond where the sands of time wait

I’ll always come back home to where the places don’t change

Yeah I’ll always come back home

I’ll always come back home 

Thanks for the ride home tonight, it’s bringing me back

Thanks for the ride, and for bringing me back

When I was lost and I had no one sticking with me

You were the pins on my map

(Thanks for giving me that!)

But now I’ve seen every satellite

Seen every telescope

Seen every view of the planet and stars

I’ve seen every angle of the universe

And none of em compare to the one out of our backyard 

Through all the life treasures and human fears

And bright questions of what I’m doing here

I haven’t kept much of happiness through the years

But I held onto you like a souvenir

We made a pact that we’d visit all the Great Lakes

And touch em each once, as our hands shake

I’ll leave the moon with this phase of mine

But together we go deeper than all the Great Lakes combined

The cost is priceless but it pays to find

Worse than the worst times are the wasted times

The places remain, but those days are gone

And everything good’s gotta change…

I’ll always come back home to where the places don’t change

I tell you I love you below the gas station rain

And the old baseball diamond where the sands of time wait

I’ll always come back home to where the places don’t change

Yeah I’ll always come back home

I’ll always come back home 

Another rainstorm coming down

Another iceberg in my way

Another landslide falling out

Another friendship I can’t save

Another night spent staring up

At the ceiling as it caves in I say

I’ll always come back home

I’ll always come back home

When I was lost and I had no one sticking with me

You were the pins on my map

When I was lost and I had no one sticking with me

You were the pins on my map

When I was lost and I had no one sticking with me

You were the pins on my map

When I was lost and I had no one sticking with me

You were the pins on my map

Thanks for bringing me back.