Don Johnson Big Band Tugboat's Call
Sea sounds A blessed man's call I'm floating like a feather And I just won't fall (4x)
There's a mysterious air about this place The silence is surrounded by the sound of empty space The ground is full of black holes and nothing seems to grow And time passes like wine glasses with an easy flow The greasy glow and smell of lotion and sweat And I can't help wonder just how blue an ocean can get Its soothing motion has swept me off my feet, now I'm floating If freedom is to lose control, my moves are an omen The water and the golden sun will solve it all My soul is one with both, feel small enough to broaden up my scope Barely holding up but standing strong in the towering waves The sand is warm, I've lost track of hours and days No crowds or names or faces, no heartbreaks to remember A thousand fading traces to the dark days of November The mountains and the island, the shadow of the lighthouse I'm bound to keep on smiling when I travel towards the bright clouds
Sea sounds A blessed man's call I'm floating like a feather And I just won't fall (4x)
I'm still dry cooler, give me life by the pool side Unlike with most things, to this there are no two sides Time stretches with the desert flavored blues slides Never hesitate or wait, in making new strides In a silent way, I'm smiling at myself As the light of day recedes with a vibrant colored trail I'm tied into its tail, disappear in the horizon And here is what's surprising: I have no fear of rising As the morning overtakes night and coffee doesn't taste right You must accept the basic right of ease with no haste Don't fight against it I'll breathe and let the words write themselves Left with just an instinct of the world Sight and smell
Sea sounds A blessed man's call I'm floating like a feather And I just won't fall (3x)
Sea sounds A tugboat's call I'm floating like a feather And I just won't fall
