“He knows not where he's going,For the ocean will decide,Its not the destination,It's the glory of the ride”

“He knows not where he's going,For the ocean will decide,Its not the destination,It's the glory of the ride”

“In that still and settled placeThere's nobody but youYou're where I breathe my oxygenYou're where I see my viewAnd when the world feels full of noiseMy heart knows what to doIt finds that still and settled placeAnd dances there with you”