[Intro: Rhythmic handpan taps, deep sub-pulse, wide stereo harp arpeggios] [Verse 1: Raw, urgent, experiential vocal, precise British enunciation] The touch (touch...) Cool water touches my skin. In a world of salt bubbles [layered] [Chorus: Commanding vocal, waves of sound] Waves, rock me. (rock me...) Soft as when I was a child. Close to my mother. [layered] Mother sea. [Verse 2: Tactile intensity, cello becomes more prominent] And I feel alive. Swimming naked. (naked...) In the sea. Cold water. Cools me down. [layered] [Chorus: Commanding and powerful] Waves, rock me. Soft as when I was a child. Close to my mother. Mother sea. (mother sea...) [Bridge: Sudden shift, Handpan stops, Modal shift to E-flat Lydian, Vocal: Ethereal, breathy, weightless, head-voice] [Instrumental: High-register cello melody, shimmering harp with long decay] There’s a dream. Inside my mind. Of endless Freedom. (freedom...) [layered] Filled with wisdom. Never-ending time. Like the tides Of the sea. Ebb and flow (flow...) [Outro: Thumb-muted handpan heartbeat, whispering background horns, vocal: peaceful fusion of raw and dreamy] Waves, rock me. Soft as when I was a child. Never-ending time. [layered] Like the tides Of the sea. (Like the tides) [layered] (Of the sea) [layered] [Vocal: Intimate whisper] Close to my mother. [End: Long fade out of whispering brass and a single high harp note]
