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.
from In the Sea (Endlessly)
released January 1, 2015
Words and music by John Mac and the Moraggots. Mike Spinrad on percussion.
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