Little Calm

by Morgan Finlay

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1.
Tugboat 03:59
The skipper had a stiff one, filled a flask for the road Glanced out at the sunset alighting on the shore Took him back to the Suez and the Gulf of Mexico Sailed through the memories from a lifetime before So he took to the channel with a crew of three Kapitän was a lifer, known to go by feel She was big and muscly, along the Reiherstieg He hadn’t seen her coming, she was full of gasoline Sing… of the Elbe’s soul, across her rugged skin How a sailor’s heart can’t be reeled in And one fine day that ship be gone again A fortnight later they called him in Superintendant said Reiner, won’t be warning you again Carrying his new orders, held his chin up high Back in his quarters, he hung his head to cry Couldn’t sleep for the nightmares, everything was out of place Couldn’t get out on the water, feel the wind on his face Dozing off in retraining he heard his grandad cuss Son, this world is a changing… gotta do what you must Sing… of the Elbe’s soul, across her rugged skin How a sailor’s heart can’t be reeled in And one fine day that ship be gone again The moon was on the water, night shift had gone home Slipped the rope from the capstan, let her out into the flow Cap’n stared into the darkness with eyes black as coal Drifted under the searchlights and killed the radio… Sing… of the Elbe’s soul, across her rugged skin How a sailor’s heart can’t be reeled in And one fine day that ship be gone… Sing… of the Elbe’s soul, across her rugged skin How a sailor’s heart can’t be reeled in And one fine day that ship be gone again
2.
It’s been so great to see you but I got too much on the brain Don’t you know that I’ll be smiling when you come back around again Now I can handle a lot of pressure though I can get a little stressed Thank the stars for your friendship for when I’m not at my best Oh brother, you do it to yourself Yeah sister, it’s dragging you through hell Hey brother, the thoughts are in your head Hey sister, you do it to yourself Standing in the line at the airport when the cel phone starts to ring It’s the friend with the family, and the grip on everything Says he wonders in these moments how he’s gonna make the turn As I’m listening and reflecting I remember what I’ve learned Oh brother, you do it to yourself Yeah sister, it’s dragging you through hell Hey brother, the thoughts are in your head Hey sister, you do it to yourself Now now now… see you gone and done it again Whoa whoa whoa… letting all the bad vibes in Now now now… see you gone and done it again Whoa whoa whoa… letting all the bad vibes in A hundred thoughts and calculations twinkle round me every night Just for seeing them so clearly I start to wonder if I might Find a way to float the figures so I can let go of the score And release the over-thinking, get back into living more Oh brother, you do it to yourself Yeah sister, it’s dragging you through hell Hey brother, the thoughts are in your head Hey sister, you do it to yourself Oh brother, you do it to yourself Yeah sister, it’s dragging you through hell Hey brother, the thoughts are in your head Hey sister, you do it to yourself
3.
Tiny Stages 03:59
Cranes… guard the harbour skies Glisten at sunrise, an open road beyond Back on tour I go, into the world I know Behind the window… I hum along Oh this life is full of changes Tiny stages, railway stations Minor, major turns Moments sprung from rusty cages Seasons cast on scribbled pages Filled with things I’ve learned Tonight… clamber from the train I’m back in town again, so good to play for you With the lights down low, the lonely curves of my soul Come shining through… right on cue Oh this life is full of changes Tiny stages, railway stations Minor, major turns Moments sprung from rusty cages Seasons cast on scribbled pages Filled with things I’ve learned The sound… that the silence makes Soothes a gentle ache, those missing words are long, long gone From this precious floor, along the walls and doors The slice of time… slips away Oh this life is full of changes Tiny stages, railway stations Minor, major turns Moments sprung from rusty cages Seasons cast on scribbled pages Filled with things I’ve learned Oh this life is full of changes Tiny stages, railway stations Minor, major turns
4.
The right kind of time in the wrong kind of place From the dragfoot floors to the lonely little space Behind the slots that block the view as the buttons click away It’s shaping up to be another lost day The hero takes the bar where the asian cooking lays When the lady walks in he finds another reason to stay And send his loud and empty voice for another echo around the room It’s shaping up to be another lost day Yeah walking the lonely path You just want to break the chain Somewhere along don’t you realize It’s all looping back again The young crook rounds the corner as the light begins to wear Runs as if he can make it then lets his hands into the air As the cops land upon him, everyone will get their share It’s shaping up to be another lost day In the darkness comes the fumble as the lonely music plays The search for answers stops to rumble and begins the come-what-may I can finally watch no longer, all the souls for which I pray Looks like it might have been another lost day Yeah walking the lonely path You just want to break the chain Somewhere along don’t you realize It’s all looping back again There’s no reason to expect a change No reason to give up hope Then again what could I know, just been sitting here the while ‘Somewhere Over The Rainbow’ sings the poor man’s lullaby Humming out of the corner with his fists a-swinging high He’s just burning for another lost day Yeah walking the lonely path You just want to break the chain Somewhere along don’t you realize It’s all looping back again Yeah it’s all looping back again
5.
How the early times were a hustle and a haze Money weren’t for nothing and the downs would last for days Had to bang on my guitar, as if I had something to prove And if I ever thought of giving up I heard a voice say ‘no can do’ I could always hear the rumbling, feel the pulling on my chain A notion of deliverance be winding through my brain My boosters clicked to turbo, as I climbed back into my groove And from the back seat come a little voice a-whispering ‘do what you do’ Grabbed a fortune cookie from the big glass bowl When I tell you what it said to me, your eyes are gonna roll Good luck was around the corner, wise man make careful moves And these words sparked the fire in the chambers, and I punched on through That big block is stronger than it appears Hardened muscle built from all these years So take a good long look around and drop it into gear Now there ain’t no sense in moaning every time you miss a turn Count yourself lucky for another chance to learn Why this and that keeps happening, ain’t for you to understand So get on off the ropes and start swinging, like you can
6.
Your Shadow 03:53
Tick of the clock The corner of the eye Watches the time go Follow the birds Fall across the sky To where the wind blows Suddenly there Stealing across the ground I saw your shadow Not ‘cause I’m sad, for sad reflections All of what’s passed helped me to carry on Over the hill I found an open plain Upon a breathy ridge The flick of the flame Charring that remained Has helped the bed grow What’s not all great Was not all hurt And not all true Not ‘cause I’m sad, for sad reflections All of what’s passed helped me to get along Whatever it’s worth, for all of what I’ve learned I need to thank you
7.
Slip & Fall 03:34
Steindamm on a Thursday when the shouting breaks the night The stand-arounds slide apart and slip away from sight The kebab stalls, the betting halls… he runs to make the turn The PENNY drunks are muttering when’s Gunni gonna learn Slip and fall… slip and fall A gentle breeze in Blankenese, sun twinkling in the wind Micha’s on his knees in the bonsai trees, chest pains come again Highlight reels of business deals that swept him to the top The empty feel of the spinning wheels pushed him near the drop Slip and fall… slip and fall Nobody’s born immune Wonder what you’re gonna do When the ball rolls over you The keeper of the privilege holds the first and final words While every other syllable struggles to be heard Sisters, brothers, neighbours, lovers… the way the web is spun So much to lose, so much to gain, a hundred ways to come undone Slip and fall… slip and fall
8.
Little Calm 04:00
Through the sparse and still trees In the white and the grise there’s a silence that helps me breathe Deafening grind of the gears In the space between the ears I can tumble through all my fears Oh oh oh Wishing that I’d feel it, pushing to pull through it Oh oh oh Hoping that I’ll see it, long enough to get it A little calm before the fight In the bold of the night every fiber stretches to feel Alive and broken in Across the palm’s tender skin is a steely grip on the wheel Oh oh oh Wishing that I’d feel it, pushing to pull through it Oh oh oh Hoping that I’ll see it, long enough to get it Hurried words and grey lines In the flesh around the spine there’s a tension that’s grounding me The thoughts of the monkey brain Around the world and back again… the confusion is easy to see Oh oh oh Wishing that I’d feel it, pushing to pull through it Oh oh oh Hoping that I’ll see it, long enough to get it
9.
Early Sunday morning, to the snow falling in the street Gently pulling me from rest Lying there just listening while my thoughts get in the way And the tension grips my chest All the little voices, how they get under my skin Coming in sideways, looking strong for the shape I’m in Drift along the Alster on the rails of Kennedy Bridge Wonder quietly where this all will go Everything’s changing just like it always did before In all the ways you just can’t know All the little voices, how they get under my skin Coming in sideways, looking strong for the shape I’m in A pair of harbour seagulls up there turning in the wind Getting high above the park Softly interacting with this crazy world I’m in Till the daylight takes the dark All the little voices, how they get under my skin Coming in sideways, looking strong for the shape I’m in All the little voices, how they get under my skin Coming in sideways, looking strong for the shape I’m in
10.
Celtic Tiger 03:55
On a lonely night in a Franken town Was my life forever changed By a twinkling eye as I played my songs For the ear of my Ivy Did the weeks and months from that night give way And the hours on the phone How the thrust of fate led me to the day I took the hand of my Ivy Then I brought her up to the castle wall Where we sat under a tree A more perfect moment I cannot recall In the hold of my Ivy All ye friends and strangers here be gathered round By the stage and down the halls As we raise our glasses to the fortune found I draw a pull for my Ivy Now I run the miles of this ragged road With my vision ever clear Of the fairest lady back on Hanse shores See my sweet little Ivy Oh the troubles of the day, how they burn the light away And the dark come a-withering through Gives her fire to light the night, keep the calm and bring the right Makes me strong and brave anew Though I’m blessed to walk with so many good friends None could love me more than she Such a lucky man have I now become To guard the heart of my Ivy

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released May 1, 2018

Produced by Bente Faust and Morgan Finlay
Recorded and mixed by Bente Faust at Off Ya Tree Studio, Hamburg
Mastered by Martin Schattenberg MS Mastering, at Juniton Studio, Hamburg
Photos by Dominik Dunsch and Michael Schiller
Graphic design by Arno Dmitrieff at Deepop Media

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Morgan Finlay Hamburg, Germany

Check out the second single from my new album, ‘Back Then’, here on Bandcamp, and the feature video on my YouTube channel!

Schauen Sie sich die zweite Single aus meinem neuen Album "Back Then" hier auf Bandcamp und das Feature-Video auf meinem YouTube-Kanal an!
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