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The Same Blue Field

[Verse 1] Phoenician masts at dawn Red hands on the rope Carthage in the harbor Salt on every hope Olive, wheat, and sea The first three keys Ports to open hands And carry all the years [Pre-Chorus] The waves did not divide us They carried names instead From Tunis to Iberia From stone to tiled bed Hear the old road waking Under every keel What they called an edge Was always made to yield [Chorus] The sea was a road The sea was a road (Sea was a road) The sea was a road From hand to hand From wall to wall We crossed the same blue field And it changed us all [Verse 2] Roman roads in rain Byzantine bells in stone Then the crescent rose And made the courts its own Al-Andalus in bloom Lemon, spice, and fire Morisco hands in Fez Raising arches higher Toledo kept the books Gold ink, patient light What Europe learned to call Its dawn came through that night [Pre-Chorus] The same cities turned Under different crowns Yet the courtyards kept Their water moving down Clay pots, slow-cooked smoke Fish, salt, and grain Every layer added To the wine and rain [Chorus] The sea was a road The sea was a road (Sea was a road) The sea was a road From hand to hand From wall to wall We crossed the same blue field And it changed us all [Bridge] Flamingo bridges over the strait One foot in Fez, one foot in fate Hannibal on the mountain snow Elephants in the wind that blows Carthage fell, the earth turned red Salt in the ground, the story bled But the route lived on, alive, awake In the spice, the tile, the bread we bake [Final Chorus] The sea was a road The sea was a road (Sea was a road) The sea was a road From hand to hand From wall to wall We crossed the same blue field And it changed us all The sea was a road The sea was a road (Sea was a road) The sea was a road Marrakech to the stone of Rome We were never ever alone