(Ooh, mmm)
We started our trek back in Xi’an
Carrying nothing but the weight of our names
1300 miles of dust on my boots
Just to find the place where you breathe
I like the way the air changes near you
It smells like crushed cloves and dry rain
We don’t need a map for this exchange
Your hand in mine is a sovereign state (A sovereign state)
Everything I own is yours to take
From the linen on my back to my heavy heart
This is the Silk Road we carved out
Trading the softest parts of our skin
Under the weight of the Karakoram peaks
I’m just a merchant looking for home (Looking for home)
The math is simple when it’s only us
One plus one is the only constant I need
Samarkand was cold until you looked at me
8000 steps across the high pass
I watched you sleeping in the blue light
The morning after feels like a prayer (Like a holy thing)
No labels on the jars we’re carrying
Just the sweetness of the fruit we found
I’m insecure about the way you love
Like I’m trading straw for pure silk
This is the Silk Road we carved out
Trading the softest parts of our skin
Under the weight of the Karakoram peaks
I’m just a merchant looking for home (Looking for home)
The math is simple when it’s only us
One plus one is the only constant I need
Across the desert (Give it all to me)
Through the mountain gate (It’s a long way home)
13 centuries
One heart (Just one)
Keep the change (Keep it all)