**WHERE THE WORLD BECOMES WHOLE** **[Verse 1]** Long before the roads were drawn, Before the borders had a name, Men pushed timber to the water, Raised their sails and chased the rain. With the raven on the canvas, And the cold North in their bones, They found freedom past the shoreline, Where the ocean had no throne. They weren’t chained by walls or kingdoms, No horizon told them “stay,” Every wind became a doorway, Every tide became a way. And the ships became their freedom, Built from oak and rope and soul, Carrying men into the unknown, Where the world became whole. **[Chorus]** So give me an old ship, Give me canvas in the sky, Give me nothing but the ocean And the stars to steer me by. Let the land fall far behind me, Let the silence take control, For somewhere between sea and heaven, The world becomes whole. Give me thunder on the water, Give me sunrise painted gold, Let me feel how small a man is When the angry oceans roll. Then let the storm fall into silence, Let the moonlight touch my soul, There is peace beyond explaining Where the world becomes whole. **[Verse 2]** There’s a power in the ocean No machine can imitate, She can lift you like a feather, She can crush you with her weight. You can watch a storm approaching, See the black clouds swallow blue, Feel the wooden deck beneath you As the ancient waves break through. Then the morning comes so gently, Like the world was born again, Silver dolphins cut the water, Sunlight dances through the rain. No city noise, no ringing telephone, No race that must be won, Only wind against the rigging, And your heartbeat with the sun. **[Chorus]** So give me an old ship, Give me canvas in the sky, Give me nothing but the ocean And the stars to steer me by. Let the land fall far behind me, Let the silence take control, For somewhere between sea and heaven, The world becomes whole. **[Bridge]** Maybe that is what the Vikings knew When they pointed bows toward blue— Freedom isn’t owning kingdoms, Freedom is the endless view. It is standing on the deck at midnight With a million stars above, Knowing nature can destroy you, Yet somehow feeling loved. It is hearing timber breathing, It is rope against your hand, It is knowing for a little while You belong to neither land. No walls. No roads. No clocks. No chains. Just wind… Just water… Just life… Again. **[Final Chorus]** Give me an old ship, Let her sails be worn and torn, Let her carry me through darkness Till I watch another dawn. Let me lose myself completely, Till I find what I had lost, Not in riches, not in power, Not in everything they cost. Give me mountains made of water, Give me skies that never end, Give me storms that make me humble, And a calm that makes me mend. For the greatest thing a sailor finds Is something you cannot hold— When there’s nothing left but sea and sky… The world becomes whole. **[Outro]** Old wood beneath my feet, Salt upon my soul, Wind filling every sail… And for once, I need nothing more.
