Learning To Let Go

In California I cried
Familiar world but not my own
Electric buzz, the TV’s shown me all my life
Another way of being known
Another way of being
I’d had my fill of city sounds
Of pacing San Francisco round and round and round
So we took the Golden Gate to another land
Down winding roads out to the sea
But still I could not hear the waves
Just the work I’d left behind
Whispering poisoned words to me
In California I cried
And with each breathless tear I realised …
That I’m still learning to let go
I’m still learning to let go
I’m still learning to let go
I’m still learning to let go
California, California
I know the who but I still don’t know what I want to be
California, I’m still learning to let go
I write it on magnolia leaves:
California, stay with me
In Berkeley, on a call through
While the barber does his thing to you
I find myself sat beneath the pink white trees
While streams of students flow around and around me
Such rivers of potential
In an intangible symphony
And I’m still learning to let go
I’m still learning to let go
I’m still learning to let go
I’m still learning to let go
California, California
I know the who but I still don’t know what I want to be
California, I’m still learning to let go
I write it on magnolia leaves:
California, stay with me
California, California
I know the who but I still don’t know what I want to be
California, I’m still learning to let go
I write it on magnolia leaves:
California, stay with me
I write it on magnolia leaves:
California, stay with me