[Verse] Beneath the sky's soft fading light, He sits alone by wooden beams, Hands worn deep from years and tides, Whispering old seafarer dreams. [Pre-Chorus] Each strand he weaves with patient care, A story tied in every thread— [Chorus] Hold tight to the lines, let silence speak, Knots of wisdom, steady and meek. In every loop, a memory's spun, On this quiet pier, we’re bound as one. [Verse] Salt and timber meet his skin, The gentle sway, the ocean hum, He shows the art, slow and sure, A dance of ropes, where time is numb. [Pre-Chorus] With every twist, a lesson flows, In every bind, the past still grows— [Chorus] Hold tight to the lines, let silence speak, Knots of wisdom, steady and meek. In every loop, a memory's spun, On this quiet pier, we’re bound as one. [Bridge] And in the stillness, voices fade, But knots remain, their hold won’t break. Through endless waves, through sun and shade, The ties we make, the bonds we take. [Chorus] Hold tight to the lines, let silence speak, Knots of wisdom, steady and meek. In every loop, a memory's spun, On this quiet pier, we’re bound as one. [Outro] The tide may turn, the wind may call, But here we stand, knots hold us all.