[Intro]
In a market of stars, a whisper begins, a bottle hums low and keen
A man with a map on his tongue, a flag of old dreams in between
[Verse 1]
I speak slow with an Algerian rhythm, salt-swept, like wind off the coast
I wish to stand in Europe’s glow, to sip the world at its utmost
Mecca gates call softly, prayers rise like a tide
But the path twirls in mirthful smoke, the lamp glints and decides
[Chorus]
Presence, they say, is a road I must learn to chart
I reach for continents, but fate plays a trick on my heart
A mischievous spark, a twist in the air I cannot ignore
Now I’m slick in gleaming fur, a seal at the harbor’s door
[Verse 2]
The sea tongue licks my nose and I blink at gulls in a row
“Worlds apart,” the genie snickers, “but you wanted to know the flow.”
I swim through maps and rumors, I float on passports of foam
A curious blessing, a curious cage, I trade my voice for a home
[Pre-Chorus]
Clocks spin like dolphins when wishes misbehave
The lantern laughs and the currents crave a different name
[Chorus]
Presence, they say, is a road I must learn to chart
I reach for continents, but fate plays a trick on my heart
A mischievous spark, a twist in the air I cannot ignore
Now I’m slick in gleaming fur, a seal at the harbor’s door
[Bridge]
No passport needed for a sailor’s sigh, no visa for a dream
Just whiskers to listen, a tail to steer the seam
[Chorus]
Presence, they say, is a road I must learn to chart
I reach for continents, but fate plays a trick on my heart
A mischievous spark, a twist in the air I cannot ignore
Now I’m slick in gleaming fur, a seal at the harbor’s door
[Outro]
So I glide through questions, under moonlit nets I roam
A modern tale of longing, in a shell of silver chrome