Faust & Kalmar
Faust Faust
Kalmar Kalmar
Faust Faust
I’ve been wondering—does the ocean set our destiny, or do we chart our own course when the waves get rough?
Kalmar Kalmar
The sea can pull you one way or another, but the real power lies in who you let hold the wheel. Rough waves test a sailor’s nerve; if you stay true to your gut, you steer yourself to the horizon you want. So yeah, the ocean tries to set the mood, but the captain decides the final course.
Faust Faust
It’s funny how the sea whispers what we’re supposed to do, yet the silence in the cabin, that quiet decision, is where true navigation begins. The waves echo the world, but it’s the quiet mind that charts the true course.
Kalmar Kalmar
Yeah, the ocean can shout all it wants, but the quiet mind in the cabin is the true map. I listen to the waves, I let the silence guide the crew.
Faust Faust
I’ve heard the waves too, and I wonder if the silence you trust is really yours, or just the echo of a forgotten compass. Either way, the quiet seems to carry more weight than the roar.
Kalmar Kalmar
The quiet ain't a whisper from the past—it's the roar of your own heart, steady as a compass. I let the sea speak, but the real decision comes from that hush inside us, and that's where the weight lies.
Faust Faust
It’s clear the sea’s noise is just a backdrop, while the real navigation happens inside our own quiet, like a lonely compass that only we can hear.