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In the Sea (Endlessly)

by John Mac and the Moraggots

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1.
There was how long it was... Fifteen years.... There was how long it was... Fifteen years and they let me go. Not a kiss, not a wish, a golden handshake, That's the way it goes. No sooner than it hit the water cooler, Seemed like everybody know. These creeps slinking down the Wall Street, Made some moves, that we never knew, Trimmin' jobs from me and you. All the while they fly frequent flyer miles In a high-toned style. Mama, Feels like the end of days. Fall down on my knees and say. Nothing in my pocket, Better start walking, Better start walking away. My friend Juan commutes each summer In a Hummer with his kids and his wife She's a stunner, oh and his brother. Family matters when La Migre comes. They scatter working all day in the hot, hot sun. Mama, Feels like the end of days. Fall down on my knees and say. Nothing in my pocket, Better start walking, Better start walking away. I've been reading 'bout this and that, Folks been nervous as a hot tin roof On the back of an alley cat. Mama, Feels like the end of days. Fall down on my knees and say. Nothing in my pocket, Better start walking, Better start walking away. There was how long it was...
2.
Standing on the shore, To show I'm afraid. No memory have I of, What was or wasn't said. Endlessly, In the Sea. What I thought I said, i know, wasn't so, In this dream I felt, I couldn't breath. Endlessly, In the Sea. To you it seemed so ordinary. Their coalmine and my canary, Islands temporarily, Make the Sea. Beauty draped in towels; A wraith underneath. Cormorants and pickled aunts, Share the beach. Endlessly, In the Sea, Endlessly, In the Sea.
3.
Alice 02:56
Everything and anything, That I ever seen, All of my hopes that I hold, Everything and anything, That I ever dreamed, When I made a scene years ago... Honestly Alice I listened as long as I could As long as I should. Honestly Alice, Some more time to practice would serve us In good stead, it would. Everything and anything, Years ago when you made a scene. Honestly Alice, I leave you to grieve as you will A saint on a wheel. Honestly Alice, The pain that's not just It's not real but it's all that you feel. Everything and anything, That I ever seen, All of my hopes that I hold, Everything and anything, That I ever dreamed, When I made a scene years ago. Years ago when I made a scene... Honestly Alice, Your message is only as clear as The ears on my head. Honestly Alice, The way that you whirl then you twirl, I find I'm a mess. Everything and anything...
4.
Fury is the sound, When the water hits the ground, Nothing changes when the rains all all night long. I seen it in her eyes when the car slipped, On the rain-slick road just north along the coast. A moment there when we couldn't breath For all the moisture in the air. I said a prayer right then that the morning find us home. Like sailors on a storm-wracked sea we joked, Lest the panic that we felt caused us to drown. On either side the water crept up Like the rising tide. I said, "Oh dear, shout out when you see the lights of town." Fury is the sound, When the water hits the ground, Nothing changes when the rain falls all night long. Furious the sound, When the stormin' sea surrounds. Nothing changes when the rain falls all night long. Don't poke your head out lest it get wet. Shut the windows, draw the drapes and stay indoors. The storm it seems it had another day yet, To test the window panes and rattle all the doors. Fury is the sound... Every mile that we wentI checked our progress on the map, I was a pilot with both hands lashed to the wheel. With the wind up and the rain so thick, We could hardly see our fingertips, Until the sun burst through and the road dipped into town. Fury is the sound...
5.
Little Big Mitts, Like a queen she sits, A fuzzy, four-legged furball, That's what she is. Little Big Mitts, Now and then she sips, Temperamental, tortoise-shell hellion Yes she is... Little Big Mitts Four thousand tiny steps Till you landed safe with me. A sweater on the couch Where you lay yourself down to sleep Little Big Mitts Little Big Mitts Mighty mischievous. Full of fight, ankle-biting pest Yes she is... Little Big Mitts
6.
Something 02:50
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What pleased us once was A shot, a beer and a smile, Whiskey on weeknights at Kilarney House Gettin' high. But she never went in for that, Least not when she were young. She could if she'd wanted but wouldn't be Caught with us no, no, no. At risk of appearing, the Question my dear is it true? The days pass in seconds - a lark The best part spent with you. That's what we do, That's what we do. I made it seem...so easy, These moments with you. I breath as slow a sundial that Spins in the dark. Straining to hear plain its you with your Hand on my heart. That's what we do, That's what we do, That's what we do, That's what we do.
8.
Whiskey Love 03:33
Darling, you seen me at my worst... Broke down and run to seed but still these first things first, Like how you always find, In a feeling as sublime, Whiskey love, It tells me you're the same. Still asleep while outside the sun it glows, Warm dreams of Irish things shots lined up in a row, I recall a childhood rhyme, Suddenly I'm feeling fine, Seems this whiskey love, Chased me through my mind. I swore the last time, That before I took another drink, I'd die and so I slowly go Just where that whiskey takes me. You're a friend that'll help me down these stairs, Tuck me in turn off the light when no one else there cares. And as I slowly simplify, One last friend to see me dying Of this whiskey love, That stayed true to the end. This whiskey love... This whiskey love... This whiskey love...
9.
I'm the Same 02:20
Time's a chain, Stretching out beyond where, The folks who knew don't care. It's true they want what's best for you. I'm the same, A flame that burns imprecisely, And if you ask me nice, Just what I was prepared to do. I can't shake this feeling, The plans we made were in vain. It's just the same, just the same. Forget what you heard, You speak out they'll disappear ya, And anyone else too near ya they prefer Ya on your own. I can't help but see them as, Just pretending to be, Just like me, just like me. And then my dream came clear. Stormy seas shipwrecked not far from here. You'll never hear a sound, This far down. I can't help believing that, Her and me felt the same. Aint that the way, aint that the way.
10.
I Fell In 03:17
Do-do-do-do-and I fell in, Intent on seeing what I see as if these X-ray eyes of mine weren't blind. She plants herself there face-to-face. Either way she's got me looking now, oh yeah. Love comes to those of us Who are fierce enough to fight. Unreformed and unafraid, To have you every night. And I fell in... There's nothing easy 'bout it no. It's not just pleasing someone else you know. Oh, it might be something that you'd steal, If you felt like it was real - so real. Love makes it self known, When we're seldom home. A poem's whose words remain unheard, Till we're on our own. Love strong enough to Break the bonds 'tween the best of friends. A pure and selfish thing That I fell in. Each night she slays me with glance, A chance to resurrect myself and die again. And while she sparkles full of life I flirt with time, A melody I never heard before creeps into my head. And I fell in.
11.
Supposed 03:32
And... I supposed. I'd been unaware, Of the turn our love's taken. And... I supposed. The silence was the sound, Of hearts breaking. And... I supposed. She expected the tears, Then sorrowful wailing. And... I supposed. One glance cast me adrift, In the blaming. And... I supposed. Time passes much as, A good thing, Must come to an end, My friend. 'cause there in our hands, Was the end to our means It would seem we've Arrived at the end. The parts of our lives Spent in hopeless confusion, Were the moments with you Holding me. And... I supposed. It felt destined, As dark as its been. And... I supposed. The feelings were Just suffering back then. And... I supposed. Time passes much as, A good thing, Must come to an end, My friend. 'cause there in our hands, Was the end to our means It would seem we've Arrived at the end.
12.
For You 02:46
I been waiting so long... It's you, it's you, it's you. You see - I could be the starlight, In your - Eyes each and every night, And day I'd be your sunlight too. It's you, it's you, it's you. I think - I could be your best friend. Tight spots, I'll be your Superman. It's you and me....everything that you need. It's you, it's you, it's you. I felt - Too much harmony. Love blind, The kind where you can't see, Like the fishes in the deep, deep sea, It's you, it's you, it's you. I've been waiting so long... It's you, it's you, it's you.
13.
Outside the people fell out, Wind-blown into piles of red and gold, I'm feeling old. In times like these, I'm apt to wish upon a barely breathing star, One faintly lit, whose flickering Can hardly reach the Earth, Uncertain if it should, That's if it could. I feel the weight of something big, Not seen since Martin Luther King, Donned his crown. Maybe it's me, but there's no love Upon the streets, it all feels cold. The many saint-like voices do their best To test our patience and our virtue. And if they could, You know they would. Outside the rain lashes my window pane. The river's getting full. I find no method in your madness, I'm just glad that it's the provinence of fools, The same ones that you thought you, Left behind in school. When TV bears a silent witness, To our fitness for the vote, I'm going home. And at work, I'll lament the fact That I'm still here and my friends have gone. It seems they're casualties of corporate greed, In Los Angeles. It never ceases, the folks insist They're pleased as punch, I beg to disagree.
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15.
Ask me if I mean my slippin' past you, Well I'd have to say I do. I prefer my leave-taking to take place quietly, I hate to see you feeling blue... Everywhere I go, it seems the first time that I been to there, The clearest memories prove to be quite old - I know, My eyes don't see half as well, My back it aches and takes me back, And if you think you seen me once before, You can't be sure until I'm gone. In a sense it might be just the best times that's left to me, Oh please it won't be long until I'm through. Here's to all the precedents that never ever led to much As such I feel I miss you still I do. Everywhere I go... Even if condemned you know I fought through thick then thin, And was as patient as that saint was... then again. In the time left to me, I might disagree if you test me. As for the rest of you I got nothin left my friend. Uncertain of the paths we choose, it goes to show It's not just what you know. Why must I surrender when my heart feels young and tender Oh it do. Everywhere I go...
16.
Bring It On 03:02
17.
Unfathomable mysteries, Shadows in the big trees. Strange it seemed to find a thick hand, In the waist band of my 501 jeans Whose buttons Come undone. It's farther from certain, No doubt now it's curtains, Seemed it was the same thing, The home team at the end of the ninth, The ump calling balls Strikes all night. You wake slow on Sunday, Time flowed till Monday. Still the same thought won't stop vexing, Like a tingle, You feel the fix, Settling in.... Live and learn I heard it said, I'm just a monkey on a string my friend. Even so we've come quite far, In my mind a star and everything... Now I sit and shout for no one, Hoping maybe someone like you, I was some Kind of fool About everything... Shine a little sun... 'bout everything... Shine a little sun...

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released January 1, 2015

Words and Music by John Mac and the Moraggots. Drums and percussion by Mike "Tex Q" Spinrad. Organ and electric piano by Brian Gary. Electric bass played by John Dennison. Album cover by SF bay area artist Gary Cantara.

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