Violets

Citrus sun and anarchy
California's been good to me
But I can hear cicadas callin
I can smell a summer rain
Closin' my eyes in Oakland
and it's ol' Kentuck' again

Home, where are you now?
Gold, two times found

The city by the bay
Shines in many ways
But my house is up for sale again
Another fallin out fallin in

What if home is a clothes line
And I'm
Pinning up meaning
With every friend I find?

Home, where are you now?
Gold, two times found

Home, where are you now?
Gold, two times found

I can still see the green grasses
Fast food and the brick houses
The truth strikes like lightning
It's the people not the place
It's the violets not the vase
For me

Violets not the vase



Credits
Writer(s): Joey Coe
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