Song Of The Week/ Ocean Bound

Here’s one for the inevitable eventuality that the cold climate daily hustler…and thay he or she will desire this destination… whether it is a possible reality or a stoned cold dream.

It features CJ Masters on a very sweet pedal steel guitar. Beautiful harmony by
Gina De Siena. And playful drums from Ray Herrmann.

Ocean Bound

Everybody’s ocean bound
Sea salt healing wounds all around
I think it’s time you come on down

Because when it’s such a struggle
Just to get out of bed
And get your head into the day
I think you’ve had enough
Of telephones and heartaches
From no cold call takers

Everybody tries so hard
Everybody takes it on the chin so much
I think it’s time you duck the punch

Because when it’s such a struggle
Just turning the key
And get your feet out of the door
I think you’ve had enough
Of sandwich boards and handouts
To no sidewalk takers
Everybody’s Ocean Bound

Now when you walk out in the water
You know it could go either way

And when it’s such a struggle
Just to get out of bed
And get your head into the day
I think you’ve had enough
Of telephones and heartaches
From no cold call takers

Everybody’s ocean bound
Everybody’s ocean bound
Everybody’s ocean bound
Everybody’s ocean bound

Words and Music by Marc Teamaker

©2000 Marc Teamaker all rights reserved

Song Of The Week

As For The Time

I get in and I get out
I doubt if you would even
had noticed
I take little bits from
You’re really not aware of
what I’ve stolen

Except for the time
And how it wears you down

All the years you played it safe
With something that you
could fall back on
A bed of roses feels like nails
When you fail to realize
all that is gone

Except for the time
And how it wears you down
The things you regret
The things you might have done
The things you could have done

It may be dark but it’s not late enough
for you to go to sleep on every dream
So go ahead and shine a light
Right on the spot where you wish to be

And as for the time
And how it’s ticking down
There’s nothing you can do
It gets taken from you
As for the time
And how it wears you down
The things you regret
The things you might have done
The things you could have done

I get in and I get out
I doubt if you would even
had noticed

Words and Music by Marc Teamaker
©2003 Marc Teamaker/Oolong Songs
all rights reserved