Southern California Made Us Promises

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Southern California made us promises
That no one could possibly make
The beach & the beauty
All revealed to be restlessly fake
But I know of a callow truth
Of heritage & the shore of Bodega Bay
Of family & the love we can’t forget
Perhaps I’ll make it back some sunny day

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I’m Not Some Hero To Call Upon

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I’m not some hero to call upon
Just a simple man, wanting to go home
Bracing against these salty winds
Reoccurring themes to this syndrome
I know where all the good stuff is
Needing my love at the end of each day
Counting white caps dancing in the water
There’s nothing complicated in my DNA
This ship slowing with her icy sails
Wishing to return to warmth all the more
Searching for glory towards the True North
But my heart was left with her back on the shore

 

 

*photo is mine

Imagine The Dreams That Could Be

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Imagine the dreams that could be
The possibilities of the coming tide
Happiness; if I stopped going to sea
I merely wish to be with my bride
They ship me off; shanghai’d instead
Remembering the oaths I once swore
The promise we made when we were wed
If only I could remain forever upon the shore

There’s A Beautiful Woman I Know

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There’s a beautiful woman I know
She’s waiting for me on the shore
The letters say she’s been lonely
Don’t want her to feel it anymore
I close my eyes & silently plead
Please Captain, full steam ahead
‘Cause I got a lady back home
& She’s waiting for me in our bed

The Waves Will Always Kiss The Shore

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The waves will always kiss the shore
But we must continue the fight to be free
My indifference to society is documented
Perhaps we should separate & simply be
But they won’t let me go gently into the goodnight
Always come callin’ – talking about my turn
But I paid my debts with a piece of my soul
I could cry foul, but they’ll never learn

Loose Change Rattling Around

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Loose change rattling around
Persnickety characters coming fore
I’m not beautiful, but I won’t drown
Pick your fantasy, I’ll be a matador
Wear your heels or maybe the corset
Shore leave happens but a moment
Let me remember you in this portrait
Tie you up, make you beg for atonement

Patron Saint Of Drunks & Losers 


Patron saint of drunks & losers

Patrick forever look over me

Protect me from any harm

Whether I walk the land or sail the sea

Falling through each day a shell of a man

Visions of a woman out on a distant shore

My lifeless body contains a broken heart

Where love & blood beat no more

Questioning all those past decisions

I stand challenging the fair winds to blow

Somehow my soul needs to make it back

To discover that woman I used to know

Trespassed On A Delicate Shore

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Trespassed on a delicate shore
Holding words meant to disclose
Deliberate voices left on the floor
Sternly bright with shades of a rose
The angels always knew where to go
Savagely speaking without falsehood
Tiny steps always right & thorough
Being gentle wont do you any good

Fallen Out Of The Boat Like A Circus Freak

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Fallen out of the boat like a circus freak
This cluttered mind has fallen loose
Tumblin’ dice along this sweaty creek
Your necktie makes a perfect noose
Still haunted by that world class whore
I can still taste her filthy mouth
I’m making wide strokes for that shore
Continuing on, I’m heading down south
Gotta find a life that’s goin’ well
Gotta find a way to keep above the swells