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California

from Ramblings by Peg House

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I was bored I guess, I was lost at best
Trying to find the sum
California come, California come.
Don’t you look that way
There’s no math to be done, there’s No argue to be won
California come, California come.
There’s a river thick and low, finer Than a whetting stone
Wear your fingers to the bone
California come, California come.
It was she who took me there, took My clothes and cut my hair
When she left me I was numb
California come, California come.
There are no stars in the sky, just a Pale summer night
They’re all hiding with the sun
California come, California come.
There are those who would try, stand And point at the sky
As if there’s something to be won
California come, California come.
By the old growth trees, I will wait for My peace
I’ll be right where I belong
California come, California come.
If you look for me there, I’ll be resting
In my chair
There’ll be no more to be done
California come, California come.

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from Ramblings, released January 25, 2014

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