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Tides of Freedom 2 by Anne

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Tides of Freedom 2 by Anne - pop,female vocals music cover art

Tides of Freedom 2

pop,female vocals

0:003:13
Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Down in Sydney Harbour, charts spread on the desk,
Echo sounding deep, measuring our progress.
From the Great Barrier Reef to Bass Strait's flow,
We map the ocean's secrets, where only brave ones go.
Crazy boss was like a tempest, wild and unpredictable,
Pushing lines and depths, made the day so formidable.
But we kept our humor sharp, like a coral reef’s bright hues,
Through the storms of her commands, we found our own clues.
(Pre-Chorus)
With our echo sounders humming, and the sextants in our hands,
We ride the waves of change, across these Aussie lands.
(Chorus)
Oh, ride the tides of freedom, feel the sun on your face,
No more crazy storms to weather, just open ocean space.
We’re the crew of the Hydro Office, charts in hand, spirits high,
Sailing through the day now, under the clear blue sky.
(Verse 2)
From Hobart’s chilly waters to Darwin’s tropical bays,
We plot each line and contour, through the marine maze.
No more frantic calls or sudden shifts in plan,
Just steady hands and laughter, and a solid, happy clan.
(Pre-Chorus)
With our GPS and sonar, we navigate anew,
The boss has sailed away, and we’re coming through.
(Chorus)
Oh, ride the tides of freedom, feel the sun on your face,
No more crazy storms to weather, just open ocean space.
We’re the crew of the Hydro Office, charts in hand, spirits high,
Sailing through the day now, under the clear blue sky.
(Bridge - dynamic shift with didgeridoo-inspired rhythm and clap)
Hear the didgeridoo calling, ancient echoes in the air,
Our maps tell stories deeper than the ocean’s stare.
From the Kimberley’s rugged coast to Tasmania’s shore,
We’re turning tides together, stronger than before.
(Chorus - with added harmony and repetition)
Ride, ride the tides of freedom, (ride the tides)
Feel the sun on your face, (feel the sun)
No more crazy storms to weather, (no more storms)
Just open ocean space.
We’re the crew of the Hydro Office, (we’re the crew)
Charts in hand, spirits high, (spirits high)
Sailing through the day now, (sailing free)
Under the clear blue sky.
(Outro)
So here’s to the charts we draw, and the waves we tame,
To the Aussie spirit strong, and a brand new name.
No more crazy days, just bright shining rays,
In the Hydrographic Office, we’re here to stay!