Rising from the Hull

Rising from the Hull, the song. Produced by Jason Bresnehan.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDOYdZ1RuxM&list=OLAK5uy_n3mSJNIRmfDBipJ53JK_OuyEFhdhYcmuk&index=1 

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Rising from the Hull

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDOYdZ1RuxM&list=OLAK5uy_n3mSJNIRmfDBipJ53JK_OuyEFhdhYcmuk&index=1

Rising from the Hull
In the year of our Lord, seventeen eighty-nine, we sailed beneath the sun's kind glow,
On Lady Juliana, among shadows and light, seven women rose from below.

We rose when the officers called us, seven from the hull’s dark hold.
Salt on our lips and fear in our chests, shaking off chains grown cold.
Mary stepped into the sunlight, blinked at a world so wide,
And I swear the sea itself leaned in to watch her come alive.

We danced on the deck in the sunlight,
We danced on the deck as we sailed,
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.

The air on the Thames was heavy, the nights were a borrowed grace.
Sarah drifted off with Nicol, cheeks flushed, hair in place.
Poll kept her voice like armor, Barnsley carried storms in her eyes,
And Mary learned the rhythm of danger, the way a horse knows changing skies.

We danced on the deck in the sunlight,
We danced on the deck as we sailed,
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.

Tenerife rose like a fever, gold poured over the sea.
Fruit on the air, men on the wharf, eyes fixed on girls set free.
Mary walked down the gangplank slowly, heat lifting off the boards,
And for one impossible heartbeat, she moved like she belonged.

We danced on the deck in the sunlight,
We danced on the deck as we sailed,
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.

The salt air shock of freedom, in the lantern light we’d find,
Our stories woven into whispers, the geographies of the mind.
Oh, how grace wraps ‘round the heart, with every spark of song,
Seven women rising from the hull, where none of us belonged.

We danced on the deck in the sunlight,
We danced on the deck as we sailed,
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.
We danced on the deck in the moonlight
If the ones in fine coats could see.

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