Poseidon’s Tide

[Verse 1]
Born from the storm and the salt in the wound
Thunder above me
A kingdom of blue
Brothers took sky
And the dark underworld
I took the waves
And the wandering worlds
I learned to speak
In the curl of a breaker
Crowned myself king
Of the lost and the sailors
[Chorus]
I am the tide
I am the turning
Quiet and cruel
Patient and burning
Harbors will hold me
Islands divide me
Still every shore remembers my name
I am the tide
I am the turning
Lifting a life
Or a city
Or nothing
Pray to the deep when you’re out of breath
I answer in the rising crest
[Verse 2]
Cities of coral and palaces drowned
Columns that sleep where an empire was crowned
I’ve watched your ships
Pile up like splinters
Pulled down by fear
And a sudden whisper
I’ve blessed your nets
With a silver suddenness
Left you with sand
When your pride was arrogance
[Chorus]
I am the tide
I am the turning
Quiet and cruel
Patient and burning
Harbors will hold me
Islands divide me
Still every shore remembers my name
I am the tide
I am the turning
Lifting a life
Or a city
Or nothing
Pray to the deep when you’re out of breath
I answer in the rising crest
[Bridge]
Do you think I don’t feel
When the storm takes your daughter? (oh)
I carry her name
Through miles of dark water
I held your sons
Where the lanterns can’t follow
I am your grief
And the promise of tomorrow
[Chorus]
I am the tide
I am the turning
Quiet and cruel
Patient and burning
Harbors will hold me
Islands divide me
Still every shore remembers my name
I am the tide
I am the turning
Old as your fear
Young as your yearning
Pray to the deep when you’re out of breath
I answer in the rising crest

Sweeping cinematic orchestra with full mixed choir and male vocals; low strings and French horns carry the verses in a slow, 6/8 swell, while choirs and soaring violins lift the choruses. Timpani rolls and cymbal swells underline the drama; bridge blooms with organ-like choir clusters and solo cello before a final, majestic full-ensemble climax., ballad