Sunrise over troubled waters Over troubled fathers of the son of sun and sand Steady now You're the loosest cannon Not yet a man but We're not children We're not kids anymore And we ride We ride We ride Down these living seas Down these living seas Down these living seas The winds are calmed and the deepest freed We turn clever frills to steal the breath of angry seas Hold me down where blood meets water Where time is black and white bright blue until you breathe (breathe)