Built for the Horizon

Verse 1

I was born where the dust meets the mountain,

With a restless heart and a head full of wires.

Learned young that the road isn't sacred

Just because somebody painted the lines.

I've prayed in rooms where I felt nothing,

Found God where the cold river runs.

Maybe heaven ain't waiting above us.

Maybe heaven is what we become.

Pre-Chorus

I don't need to know what's beyond the veil.

Just give me enough light to follow the trail.

Chorus

I was built for the horizon,

For the places where the maps run out.

With my children on my shoulders

And a thousand questions in my mouth.

Give me dirt beneath my Birks,

Stars above me, fire inside.

If there's a Force that moves through everything,

I wanna feel it while I'm alive.

Don't give me a life I can survive.

Give me one I can't forget.

When the sun goes down behind me,

I want no road left with regret.

Verse 2

I've made money out of thin air,

Built machines from a half-crazy thought.

But the things that I remember

Aren't the things that I ever bought.

Horse breath hanging in the twilight,

JP reaching up to take my hand.

He blows a kiss into infinity,

Devery sends hers to Master Yoda,

Then one more for Grandpa Grant.

A motorcycle pointed toward nowhere,

Another road I haven't tried.

Those little voices keep reminding me

What it means to be alive.

I've watched certainty become a prison,

Watched good men hand their compass away.

I'll listen to prophets and skeptics,

Then choose what I believe at the end of the day.

I was built for the horizon,

For the places where the maps run out.

Give me dirt beneath my Birks,

Stars above me, fire inside.

If there's a Force that moves through everything,

I wanna feel it while I'm alive.

Someday when these kids are grown

And the house gets quiet again,

Maybe I'll point a sailboat north

Where the mountains fall into the wind.

And I hope there's someone beside me

Who never needed me to become less.

Who laughs when I say, "This might be insane,"

Then grabs her coat and says, "What's next?"

And if death is just another doorway,

If I wake somewhere I've been before,

I hope I smile and recognize it—

Like coming home through an open door.

Maybe I'm the ocean.

Maybe I'm the spark.

Maybe we're just God

Trying to remember in the dark.

Maybe there's no answer.

Maybe that's alright.

Maybe we came here just to wake up

For a little while tonight.

I was built for the horizon,

For the places where the maps run out.

With my children on my shoulders

And fewer answers than I started out.

Give me earth beneath my feet,

My people close, the sky thrown wide.

Let me build, let me love, let me wander.

Let me burn all the way through this life.

I don't need to know what heaven is.

I don't need the ending yet.

Don't give me a life I can survive.

Give me one I can't forget.

When the sun goes down behind me,

I want no road left with regret.

And someday when JP and Devery tell my story,

There's only one thing I hope they say:

My dad questioned every road they gave him.

He loved hard.

He stayed awake.

He showed us this whole beautiful world...

And lived the whole damn way.