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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He’s the last one speaking in the room
Counting every flicker of the fan blades
Tracing little patterns on his shoe
While the crowd keeps crashing like a bad wave
Eyes on the exit sign
But he sees every crack in the ceiling
Every twitch
Every crossed-line
All the words they’re not revealing
[Chorus]
He’s the son of Poseidon
In a world that’s too loud
Too bright
Breathing slow when the tide rolls in
Salt on his skin feels right
Underneath
Where the noise turns blue
Where the current understands his mind
He’s the son of Poseidon
And the water makes him feel alive
[Verse 2]
Dad says
"Why don’t you look at me"
He’s already mapped the stubble on his jawline
Hears the fridge hum
Lights buzz off-key
Too many sharp edges in the daytime
But the dock’s just twenty steps away
Shoes off
Shirt off
Cool wind
Soft sand
Every thought that tangled in the day
Unravels as he slips from land
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Down where the lists stop spinning
Down where the shadows bend kind
Every ripple keeps on listening
Every bubble clears his mind
[soft harmonies]
He’s not broken
Just in deep
Whole world softer when it’s blurred
Water holds what he can’t speak
Says it back without a word
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 15, 2026
Duration2:58
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, Shimmering alt-pop with male vocals, clean electric guitars and bright synth pads over a midtempo beat. Tight, intimate verses with close-mic vocal and subtle backing hums; chorus lifts with wide reverb, layered harmonies, and a pulsing bass that swells like waves. Bridge strips back to vocal, toms, and distant vocoder before a final, anthemic chorus.
Credits
Prompt by
SonOfTheTide
SonOfTheTideModelAria v5
Prompt
pop, male, song about the son of Poseidon, autistic, observant, quiet, feels alive in the water.
