Bright Eyes "June On The West Coast" lyrics

June On The West Coast

I spent a week drinking the sunlight of Winnetka, CaliforniaWhere they understand the weight of human heartsSee, sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold youWith the fear that it eventually departsAnd the truth is I've been dreaming of some tired tranquil placeWhere the weather won't get trapped inside my bonesAnd if all the years of searching find one sympathetic faceThen it's there I'll plant these seeds and make my home

I spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, ArizonaThe olive green of life had turned to ashAnd I felt I was on fire with the things I could have told youI just assumed that you eventually would askAnd I wouldn't have to bring up my so badly broken heartAnd all those months I just wanted to sleepAnd though spring, it did come slowly, I guess it did its partMy heart has thawed and continues to beat

And I visited my brother on the outskirts of OlympiaWhere the forest and the water become oneAnd we talked about our childhood like a dream we were convinced ofThat perfect, peaceful street that we came fromAnd I know he heard me strumming all those sad and simple chordsAs I sat inside my room so long agoAnd it hurts that he's still shaking from those secrets that were toldBy a car closed up too tight and a heart turned cold

And I went to San Diego, and the birthplace of the summerAnd watched the ocean dance under the moonThere was a girl I knew there, one more potential loverI guess that something's gotta happen soonCause I know I can't keep living in this dead or dying dreamAs I walked along the beach and drank with herI thought about my true love, the one I really needWith eyes that burn so bright, they make me pureThey make me pure, they make me pureI long to be with youThey make me pure, they make me pureI long to be with you

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