Текст песни
[Verse 1] You drew a red line through the atlas Where the old road bends toward the sea Said, “Every place has a first name Before it becomes a memory” I traced the coast with my thumbnail Past islands shaped like birds in flight You laughed and folded up the distance As if the world could fit just right [Pre-Chorus] We don’t need a promise carved in stone Just one true direction of our own [Chorus] Take me where the wild blue widens Where the hills turn gold at the edge I’ll carry the questions lightly You carry the compass instead If the path keeps changing under us Let it change, let it change There’s a whole bright field ahead of us And we’re already on our way [Verse 2] At the roadside, a patient swallow Cut a clean arc above the grass We watched it vanish past the ridgeline Then waited for the next one to pass Your sleeve was marked with red earth Your shoes were dusty from the climb You said, “The map is only useful If we leave a little blank behind” [Pre-Chorus] So let the unknown open wide I’ll meet you on the other side [Chorus] Take me where the wild blue widens Where the hills turn gold at the edge I’ll carry the questions lightly You carry the compass instead If the path keeps changing under us Let it change, let it change There’s a whole bright field ahead of us And we’re already on our way [Bridge] Maybe the treasure is the turning Maybe the answer is the climb Maybe the heart grows larger Every time we cross a line No, we don’t have to name it No, we don’t have to know Just keep your hand beside mine And let the farther country show [Chorus] Take me where the wild blue widens Where the hills turn gold at the edge I’ll carry the questions lightly You carry the compass instead If the path keeps changing under us Let it change, let it change There’s a whole bright field ahead of us And we’re already on our way [Final Chorus] Take me where the wild blue widens Where the hills turn gold at the edge I’ll carry the questions lightly You carry the compass instead If the path keeps changing under us Let it change, let it change There’s a whole bright field ahead of us And we’re already on our way [Outro] Keep the compass turning Keep the open country near Keep the compass turning There is nothing left to fear [Instrumental outro: fingerpicked guitar and piano motif gradually expand with airy pads, gentle bass, soft percussion, stacked wordless harmonies, then drift into a long acoustic release]
