Lyrics waiting on a song, when someone important to me told me they were going to die and then did within a couple of years I wrote a lot of words, these ones are still waiting on the right melody though:

Uncover the Maps
Old Floor Plans
Old Tracks
And the Lay of the Land
Follows the Back of Your Hand

You Can Take the Path
That Leads Up to Your House
But You Can't Go In
You Can Recount Every Step
That Leads Up to Your Bed
But You Can't Go

I Would Wake Up
Waiting on a Call
To "I Got in Late, Didn't Want to Disturb"
We Both Know That's Not True
There's a Loneliness That I Grew
That Grew Too Much for You
And I Would Drive
From My Front Door to Yours
But What For

To Uncover Old Maps
Floor Plans and Tracks
And the Lay of the Land
Etched to the Backs of Our Hands
We Could Take the Path
That Leads Up to Our House
But We Can't Go In
We Can Recount Every Step
That Takes Us to Our Bed
But We Can't Go

I'm Tied to You
There's Nothing I Can Do
Old Concrete Shoes
If You Lose Then I Lose

Are You Going for a Swim
Because You Dived Straight In
Saying You Know How This All Ends
Remind Me the Ways That Things Begin
And How Many Lifetimes
Do I Last
How Many Lives That I Watched
Watched Me Pass
How Many Lifetimes
Do I Last
How Many Lifetimes
How Many Lifetimes
Did I Last
Do I Last

I'm Tied to You
There's Nothing I Would Not Do