For Anne

Oh, the morning
It’s the cruelest time of my day
As I bed-lie
Know I’m leaving this California stay
Oh, I’ve thought of giving up my plans
And staying here with you
But our love cannot continue
If I forfeit what I do
Sometimes I want to
You are standing
On the brink of madness and beauty
If the future graces you well
You’ll grow into all I see
There is no one who truly knows your name
Who can call you from inside your soul
You have trusted me with secrets
That before can gone untold
You want me to know
People don’t know
What we have between ourselves
Some will try to rust and cheapen
What they see on your shelves
Don’t you let them
Don’t give yourself away
Let their harsh words sail over your head, my love
Just recall our trip to the ocean
Your mouth and my song
It won’t be very long