Thursday, August 18, 2011

In California

But there is another who is a little older
When I broke my bone
He carried me up from the riverside
To spend my life in spitting distance,
Of the love that I have known,
I must stay here in an endless eventide.

And if you come and see me
You will upset the order
You cannot come and see me,
For I set myself apart
But when you come and see me, in California
You cross the border of my heart.