About this song
Every Border a Bridge is about making practical choices during difficult times without losing joy, responsibility or hope.
Lyrics
Verse 1 Packed a bag with a passport smile One-way ticket to the infinite mile Every flag is a thread in my sleeve Every stranger’s a story to weave Chaos maps the lines I take Every wrong turn a world I make From the docks of Dar to the streets of Rome Every station’s a kind of home Pre-Chorus This is not a holiday This is how we plant the way Feet in the dust, hands in the sky Every border a bridge, every mile a why Chorus We go to dance, we go to build Sing with the young, sit with the skilled Every country, every shore Leaves me richer, wanting more Not to conquer, not to own But to scatter seeds we’ve grown Verse 2 Ride the chaos, skip the plan Follow music through the sand Markets hum with a thousand drums The whole world speaks if your heart still hums From Yangon rain to Reykjavik snow The language changes but the eyes still know That the point is not the end we reach But the joy we leave in the lives we teach Bridge 1 (half-time groove) Hear the oud, hear the sitar’s call Hear the djembe answer from the market wall Hear the steelpan dance with the didgeridoo Every rhythm’s a path to you Chorus We go to dance, we go to build Sing with the young, sit with the skilled Every country, every shore Leaves me richer, wanting more Not to conquer, not to own But to scatter seeds we’ve grown Bridge 2 (ambient, cinematic) No map can hold this wave we ride No gate can stop the rising tide One world turning, still untamed Every border a bridge, every soul reclaimed Verse 3 From the desert fires to the Arctic light Every dawn’s a different height Sip the tea, share the bread Hear the hopes the elders said What we start in market squares Finds its way through ten thousand prayers And the circle’s only just begun When we’ve seen every moon, every sun Final Chorus (layered, big build) We go to dance, we go to build Sing with the young, sit with the skilled Every country, every shore Leaves me richer, wanting more Not to conquer, not to own But to scatter seeds we’ve grown Outro (soft, fading) Every border a bridge… Every border a bridge… Every border a bridge we’ve grown…