On this black friday full of Covid, as a retail worker I find that a few beers and John moreland at the close of this day remedy all the woes of the day. ❤️
I'm staring at the sky with a lump inside my throat I'm as green as the grass in every song you wrote Well babe, I'm afraid I lost it before you knew I had it Boxes full of dust are falling from the attic I threw my love into the ocean and I found it in the sand And I need you to tell me who I am I got years worth of work and I'm running low on tools I've been worshiping the words of weary worn out fools We stood out on the sidewalk throwing feathers at the castle Be careful what you wish for, babe you look a little fragile And they'll blow smoke in your direction til you don't know where you stand And I need you to tell me who I am I never cared for anyone so much I was born with a bomb inside my gut You spend so long looking that you never really see I need you to tell me what to be Well babe, I'm afraid I lost it before you knew I had it I only wanted one thing and I put my faith in magic I threw my love into the ocean and I found it in the sand I need you to tell me who I am
How is it possible that this young man is telling the story of my 39 blessed years with my husband, and the craziness I now feel because he’s gone. All in one song.
Love listening to your beautiful voice. I play your music when I have to do something I especially don't like...such as bookkeeping. Then I play your music when I have a big fire in the fireplace. And then I play your music when I am doing everything else :-) Thank you so much for sharing your gift and talent with all of us.
john you have gotten me trough so much heart break when it comes the love of my life holly francis. just because 2 people love each other doesn't mean they belong together
This reminds me of the joke that Adele should miscarry so her fans could get even more emotionally intense music from her. I am surprised your mind can tell he is overweight. You should contact him and tell him how you have made every aspect of your life be as it should be.
John im going to preface my remarks by saying that I agree with everyone that you have unique and awesome talent. However, I think you could benefit by visiting children from third world countries who will go to sleep tonight with no food in the little bellies. It's obvious that you have a problem with your weight and while understanding your music hits a cord with self-absorbed first world people I do believe your talent could be directed to a greater good by writing and singing about the starving children and may help you as well as your audience and I include myself in that group. My post is not intended to be judgemental or peachy it's purely an observation after seeing such a talented young man with a unique problem. Wish you well John Morlan
Mark Ferrari. Your a fucking dork. And it's people like you who make this sick ass world the way it is nowadays. Your just and old fool who never had anything or amounted to anything in life. Shattered dreams trying to shatter other people's 🤣😂.. Must feel terrible to be such a failure. John Moreland - keep doing your thing my friend. Your music touches in ways not many do nowadays. You are truly a talented man.
What has this man’s weight got to do with hungry children? And what have YOU done for those hungry children? Yes, I’ve been in too many third world hell holes; I’ve seen the suffering. But again, what the hell has that got to with this man?! Go troll somewhere else.
Ray Wade read my post again and maybe you might see the point I was making, it’s just another perspective on how he might live longer and keep spreading his awesome talent
I'm staring at the sky with a lump inside my throat I'm as green as the grass in every song you wrote Well babe, I'm afraid I lost it before you knew I had it Boxes full of dust are falling from the attic I threw my love into the ocean and I found it in the sand And I need you to tell me who I am I got years worth of work and I'm running low on tools I've been worshiping the words of weary worn out fools We stood out on the sidewalk throwing feathers at the castle Be careful what you wish for, babe you look a little fragile And they'll blow smoke in your direction til you don't know where you stand And I need you to tell me who I am I never cared for anyone so much I was born with a bomb inside my gut You spend so long looking that you never really see I need you to tell me what to be Well babe, I'm afraid I lost it before you knew I had it I only wanted one thing and I put my faith in magic I threw my love into the ocean and I found it in the sand I need you to tell me who I am
