New Zealand Pines

Golden Gate Park
We walked our mondays there
Safe inside our replica
They have a garden there
Where climates of the world
Are laid out on a walking tour
You were my proof
You were my wetsuit
I will be okay
If I can keep
The things I love at bay
Winter light
Falls through south america
Onto new zealand pines
Ranger locked the gates
I took cover under
The dead wood and fragrant vines
You were my proof
You were my wetsuit
I will be okay
If I can keep
The things I love at bay