Red Dust Horizon

[Verse 1]
That thin envelope, it felt strange in my hand,
Smelled of red dust, not the shifting Bahian sand.
No salty air, no cashew sweet on the breeze,
Just a distant dry wind whispering through foreign trees.

[Chorus]
He's out there on a different current, far from the shore,
Every word a tide bringing him back to my door.
The taste of salt on the wind reminds me he's gone,
But a brother's anchor holds strong till the dawn.

[Verse 2]
I pictured him by some desert horizon, wide and flat,
While I watched the Atlantic's rhythm, where I've always sat.
We learned the same waves, me and him, chasing the spray,
Now his journey pulls him further, day by hard-fought day.

[Chorus]
He's out there on a different current, far from the shore,
Every word a tide bringing him back to my door.
The taste of salt on the wind reminds me he's gone,
But a brother's anchor holds strong till the dawn.

[Bridge]
Some currents take you outward, some just pull you home,
He's navigating waters I've never known.
But a fisher's heart knows resilience, a quiet, steady beat,
Waiting for his anchor to drop, for his tired, dusty feet.

[Outro]
I folded it slow, felt the grit on my skin,
Just like the ocean waits for the tide to come in.