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Pétur Söebech Quinn — Sea Beat Music. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
0:30The seabed music rises from the deep, rhythm in the water, where the long tides lead, the shoreline homes a memory, the daylight left behind, a pulse beneath the surface, that the moon will always find. The wind becomes a whisper, the sky becomes a drum, and in every wave you wave, that touches me, says something here to come. I walk along the twilight, by the silver shadows floating, feel the seabed music in the undertow, and the ocean pulls me nearer to the plains, where I go stop, every shimmer on the water,
1:35is a doorway to my heart. Seabed music calling me, a rhythm rolling endlessly, a melody of tide and night, a heartbeat blowing soft with light. Seabed music wild and free, the pulse of ancient memory, seabed music endlessly, ceasing in back to me.
2:49The seabed music calling me, a rhythm rolling endlessly, a whisper in the water, endlessly, ceasing in back to me. The stars begin to flicker, on the trellin' low and blue, their voices joining softly, in a choir breaking through. The salmon, need more footsteps, keeps a pattern of the past, a map of every moment, that the waves refuse to cast, and that becomes a lantern, the horizon starts to sway, the seabed music rising in a slow and golden way, I follow where it leads me, wherever I must be, lost and found forever in its deep serenity.
3:51The ocean pulls me deeper to the place where dreams align, every ripple on the surface is a signal, is a sign. Seabed music calling me, a rhythm rolling endlessly, a melody of tide and night, a heartbeat blowing soft with light. Seabed music wild and free, the pulse of ancient memory, seabed music endlessly, ceasing in back to me. Seabed music endlessly, ceasing in back to me. The sea becomes myself for me. Seabed music calling me, a rhythm rolling endlessly,
4:56a melody of tide and night, a heartbeat blowing soft with light. Seabed music calling me, a rhythm rolling endlessly, a melody of tide and night, a heartbeat blowing soft with light. The breath that helps me breathe, seabed music I hear eternity. Seabed music calling me, a rhythm rolling endlessly,
5:56a melody of tide and night, a heartbeat blowing soft with light. Seabed music wild and free, the pulse of ancient memory, seabed music endlessly, ceasing in back to me. Seabed music endlessly, where I'm meant to be.
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