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The Freshwater Kings - reNEW WAVEs | Folk-Noir & Cinematic Rock

The Freshwater Kings (Official Audio) A driving Celtic Pop-Rock anthem that blurs the line between silver-screen illusion and the raw power of nature. Inspired by the surreal history of 1960s pirate movie sets on Lake Garda, "The Freshwater Kings" journeys from upbeat, rhythmic storytelling to a dark, cinematic storm of violins and heavy percussion. Lyrics: They dragged the heavy keel across the land Far from the oceans and the salted sand A wooden giant born for crashing waves Now anchored quiet in the mountain caves The locals watched the masts go reaching high Touching the canvas of the alpine sky No tides to fight, no monsters in the deep Just silent waters where the secrets sleep The cameras rolled to hide the snowy peaks To paint the rouges upon the actors' cheeks They built a world of plunder and of gold A story that the silver screen had told But look beyond the frame, beyond the lens Where the illusion stops and truth begins (And truth begins) We are the captains of the sweet water sea Sailing on a ship that isn't meant to be Raise the black flag against the mountain air With plastic swords and danger everywhere It’s not a life of crime, but art and chance Caught in the middle of a pirate’s trance Oh, phantom vessel, let the legend soar Before the waves come crashing to the shore The village boys became the buccaneers Trading their quiet days for sudden cheers They leaped from rigging into velvet green Immortalized inside a cut-up scene The cannon smoke was just a trick of light Drifting away into the peaceful night We thought the summer dream would never fade Inside the masquerade that we had made But nature doesn't care for scripts or plays She watched the wooden fleet with cold gaze The wind came down, a howl from the north It called the anger of the water forth No director shouting "Cut!" could stop the gale It tore the timber and it ripped the sail The storm arrived to take back what was lent Until the mast was snapped and bow was bent! We were the captains of the sweet water sea Sailing on a ship that wasn't meant to be Now the black flag is buried in the sand No longer ruled by any human hand It wasn't life of crime, but art and chance Ended too soon by nature’s violent dance Oh, phantom vessel, you can sail no more The wreckage lies upon the stony shore (The stony shore) The harbor is empty. The reel has run out. Wood returns to water. Dust returns to dust. Fade to black... Prod: reNEW WAVEs Transparency Notice: A fusion of human composition and digital evolution. While all songs and lyrics are originally written by us, we use AI to shape the arrangements and generate the vocals. #music