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Jun 8, 2026
Music
ReggaeTides of Our Little World
A coastal reggae-rock family song with warm guitar chops, brushed snare, and the kind of sunrise chorus that makes an ordinary morning feel embarrassingly important.
Coastal Family Maui Reggae
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- 1 Tides of Our Little World 4:25
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Production Notes
This one lives in that warm coastal pocket where reggae, ska, and pop-rock all agree to behave for once. The groove keeps it moving, but the family details do the real emotional work.
This one is for my wife, and I wanted it to feel like the kind of thing you hear in the kitchen while the day is still getting started.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Alarm rings, sunlight through the blinds Coffee steam, same mug, same lines Four little feet on the hardwood floor Pajama hair dancing by the door Backpack straps and a crooked tie Nine-year-old grin saying, "Watch me fly" She spins in a dress that she picked herself Four-year-old twirl, little heart on my shelf [Pre-Chorus] In the rush of the keys and the front door lock I feel every second like a ticking clock But the way they laugh cuts the noise in half Like a gentle wave on a weathered dock [Chorus] Every sunrise, we’re baking time into our days (our days) Flour on the counter, kids are stealing tastes (hey, hey) You’re my superhero in an apron and a cape (so brave) Holding up the sky when the world starts to break Bittersweet and golden, how the moments roll Tides of our little world carving out my soul [Verse 2] You’ve got dough rising on the windowsill Kneading out the worry, every unpaid bill Boy with a cape, saving cardboard towns Girl with a crown, making paper gowns I’m stuck in a screen and a swivel chair You’re juggling a million things in midair When I walk through the door and you meet my eyes All the days I missed start to crystallize [Pre-Chorus] We’re a little bit late and the house is loud But it feels like shelter in a swelling crowd With the evening light on your tired smile I could live here, love here, every mile [Chorus] Every sunrise, we’re baking time into our days (our days) Flour on the counter, kids are stealing tastes (hey, hey) You’re my superhero in an apron and a cape (so brave) Holding up the sky when the world starts to break Bittersweet and golden, how the moments roll Tides of our little world carving out my soul [Bridge] One day the cape and the crown will fall Posters down from the bedroom wall Crumbs on the floor and the shoes by the door Won’t be small like they were before But I’ll still taste that sourdough crust Feel your hand in mine, steady like trust Every laugh and tear in the evening light Will echo like the waves in the soft twilight [Chorus] Every sunrise, we’re baking time into our days (our days) Flour on the counter, kids are stealing tastes (hey, hey) You’re my superhero in an apron and a cape (so brave) Holding up the sky when the world starts to break Bittersweet and golden, how the moments roll Tides of our little world carving out my soul
License
Personal Listening Only
Free to download and enjoy for personal listening. Not licensed for commercial use, redistribution, or inclusion in other works without permission.