I'm pre-meditating crime of a personal kind I'm about to go out of my mind I'm just about sick to death of taking breath And walking this line of mine Now, folks that know what's good for them Are good at ignoring them But I just can't put these thoughts down I'm harrowed and abused and broken and pursued By this notion that follows me around My heart is hurting, my spirit's burdened I feel like a liar and a thief For taking air, for being here Unwanted, I look for my final release Goodbye, goodbye, California Goodbye and I'll be moving on I sang you my songs, I know I'm wrong Fare thee well and I'll be moving on When I'm dead and gone My immortal home will hold me in its bosom Safe and cold, no more desires Will light their fires or disturb my immaculate calm And the birds of the air and the beasts of the soil And the fishes of the desperate seas Will know who I am and our substance will expand As part of everything As part of everything, my God As part of everything and the clouds will roll And the wind will blow and the beautiful birds will sing Goodbye, goodbye, California Goodbye to your waving trees To you succulent wind and all my friends Fare thee well, goodbye, so be it Amen Amen © BOX TREE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com