Untitled #3

word on the street is you will find me
like the wave finds the shore
the old cabin down the dirt road
i'm standing in the door
word on the street is you will find me
salty air in my lungs
in the shadow of this mountain
you can lay me down
we make love in the morning
yuzu peel on the floor
you can have me if you want to
i don't fight it anymore
word on the street is you will find me
living off the land
leaving the gossip in the city
like something lost in the sand
you've had your doubts about mankind
it's been a crazy year
if you find beauty and it feels right
there's nothing left to fear, it's all right here
we make love in the morning
just like the morning before
just like Gina and Porco Rosso
i don't fight it anymore
heard someone say there is no stranger
under the cherry tree
if you want it we grow old here
that's all right with me, under the tree
word on the street is you will find me
like your breath finds the air
the old cabin down the dirt road
in a rusty chair, i'll be right there