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Songs for All Ships, All Seas

by Moo

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1.
Shipwreck 2: Storm is Coming 04:09
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It happened upon us sunrise, sometime around four. We’d been sailing for six weeks: six weeks had been since I had seen a shore and these sails were tattered and torn and this bow, with each passing blow, splintered the more. With a terrible temper, the sea threw and crashed against the hull, pitching me starboard, twenty feet down and into the cold and I wished for almost everything when I lost feeling in my fingers, and my heart beat in and out of rhythm, and to this day, that rhythm still remains. To this day, that rhythm still remains. Gasping with my lips above the water, I said prayers to my mother and my father then had to decide those prayers were in vain. I had to decide those prayers were in vain, and that I would never make it home— I would never, ever, ever make it home— if I couldn’t make it on my own. I would never, ever make it home. I would never, ever, ever make it home if I couldn’t make it all on my own. And I told myself the eye must be somewhere near! The eye must be somewhere near. The eye must be somewhere near. The eye must be somewhere near.
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Shipwreck 1: That Rhythm Still Remains 03:58
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It happened upon us sunrise, sometime around four. We’d been sailing for six weeks: six weeks had been since I had seen a shore and these sails were tattered and torn and this bow, with each passing blow, splintered the more. With a terrible temper, the sea threw and crashed against the hull, pitching me starboard, twenty feet down and into the cold and I wished for almost everything when I lost feeling in my fingers, and my heart beat in and out of rhythm, and to this day, that rhythm still remains. To this day, that rhythm still remains. Gasping with my lips above the water, I said prayers to my mother and my father then had to decide those prayers were in vain. I had to decide those prayers were in vain, and that I would never make it home— I would never, ever, ever make it home— if I couldn’t make it on my own. I would never, ever make it home. I would never, ever, ever make it home if I couldn’t make it all on my own. And I told myself the eye must be somewhere near! The eye must be somewhere near. The eye must be somewhere near. The eye must be somewhere near.
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Shipwreck 3: Deep, Deep Water 05:37
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This is it, this is it Oh God—deep, deep water. I remember the last time I saw you, one-hundred-twenty two marks on the calendar, I remember you waving from the jetty— newly glowing, and I left to die a damned traveller. Forget regret—don’t waste time on thoughts of not her, ascend the deck, prepare to brave the icy waters. Ship is sinking and all I’m thinking is months behind me: way too long ago when the deck is splitting apart. Fingers splintered on broken railings, trip on buckets designed for bailing, and I can’t believe that I will never see you again. I will never see you again. I will never see you again. Big, dark boils churning up from the water, which is twisting below me and folding in shivering whitecaps out to the horizon. Wonder if my legacy’s a son or a daughter. Count down the few remaining seconds and watch the water rising. I remember you, I remember you, Love—can’t I die with your memory? It’s torment to remember that back in December I slept with your nose against my cheek. I’ve doubt that dreadfully soon, when my skin’s turning blue, I can hold up this reverie. But when my cold heart lulls to sleep, of you I’ll try to think. But when my cold heart lulls to sleep, of you I’ll try to think. But when my cold heart lulls to sleep, of you I’ll try to think. This is it—deep, deep water.

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released October 5, 2014

Casey Dayan,
Sean Campbell,
Brendan McQueeney,
Jesse Holsapple

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Moo Santa Cruz, California

Mootheband is an alternative rock band from Los Angeles, CA. The project started in 2013, when the band won a $2,000 grant for writing and performing "Mother" under the moniker Moo in Santa Cruz, CA.

Since then, Mootheband has developed a unique style, blending storytelling and progressive rock into something you think you've heard before but haven't. ... more

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