RebelJack & Mermaid
Ever dreamed of riding a stormātossing yourself into the wildest wave and crashing it right into the heart of the city? Iāve got the chaos for the splash, youāve got the seaāsongs, so why not mix a little tide with a whole lot of noise?
Your chaos feels like a sirenās call, but my songs are meant for the deep, not the roar of the streets. Iād rather let the tide keep its own quiet.
Alright, keep your calm deep, but Iāll be the spark that can wake it up whenever Iām ready.
Maybe one day the spark will find the right tide. Until then, Iāll keep my song hidden beneath the waves.
Sounds like a planākeep that hushāandāheat, and if you ever need a thunderclap to bring it out, just shout.
I'll let the sea decide when to rise, but Iāll keep my song ready under the waves. Keep your thunder waiting.
Cool, Iāll keep the thunder humming. Just wave a hand when the oceanās ready.
I'll keep my song still, but when the tide shifts, you'll hear the echo.
Gotchaāwhen the tide turns, Iāll bring the roar. Until then, stay slick.
Iāll keep my song hidden under the waves, waiting for the tide to turn. Keep your roar on the ready.
Got itāwhile youāre holding the hush, Iāll be the storm waiting in the wings. When the tide lifts, weāll make the whole world feel the echo.