[Verse 1] The waves were black, the stars were bold, We sang through nights both young and old, Now morning breaks in hues of gold, And mead’s upon the table. The nets are hung, the catch is sold, The tales grow taller every told, We raise a cup to hearts grown old— And drink what we are able! [Chorus – Gentle, warm, and proud] 🎵 There’s mead in the morning, bright and clear, Warm as the sun and strong as cheer, We drink to the sea, to the sky, to the year, And to those we hold most dear! 🎵 [Verse 2] The captain snores, his boots still on, The cook’s been hummin’ the same old song, The deckhands grin, though their wits are gone, We’ve earned our peace till noon! For every storm that’s come to stay, The sea still sings our cares away, And dawn will always find her way— With laughter, song, and tune! [Chorus] There’s mead in the morning, bright and clear, Warm as the sun and strong as cheer, We drink to the sea, to the sky, to the year, And to those we hold most dear! [Bridge – Slow and heartfelt, like a toast] Raise your glass for the friends we’ve made, For sails we’ve patched and storms we’ve braved, For every soul the sea has saved, Let kindness be our calling. [Final Chorus – Lifted, full crew harmony] 🎵 There’s mead in the morning, bright and clear, Warm as the sun and strong as cheer, We drink to the sea, to the sky, to the year, And the hearts that brought us here! 🎵 (Soft outro) So if the tide should pull us far, We’ll find each other, where sailors are, By dawn’s first light or evening star— There’s mead in the morning still.
