Talk to Me of Mendocino
Journey of the Heart: Finding Home Beyond New York
Lyrics
I bid farewell to the state of ol' New York
Leaving behind the state of New York
My home away from home
New York felt like a second home
In the state of New York I came of age
My formative years happened in New York state
When first I started roaming
When I began exploring or traveling
And the trees grow high in New York state
The trees in New York state grow tall
And they shine like gold in Autumn
The trees shine brightly like gold in the fall
Never had the blues from whence I came
I didn't experience sadness where I originated from
But in New York state I caught 'em
But in New York state, I felt melancholy
Talk to me of Mendocino
Express a desire to discuss Mendocino
Closing my eyes I hear the sea
Imagining the sound of the sea while shutting my eyes
Must I wait, must I follow?
Questioning whether I should wait or pursue
Won't you say "Come with me?"
Asking someone to invite me along
And it's on to Southbend, Indiana
Traveling to Southbend, Indiana
Flat out on the western plain
Across the flat terrain in the western part of the state
Rise up over the Rockies and down on into California
Going over the Rockies and into California
Out to where but the rocks remain
Arriving in a place where only rocks persist
And let the sun set on the ocean
Observing the sunset on the ocean
I will watch it from the shore
Watching the sunset from the shoreline
Let the sun rise over the redwoods
Witnessing the sunrise amidst redwoods
I'll rise with it till I rise no more
Planning to rise alongside the sunrise until the end
Talk to me of Mendocino
Expressing a desire to discuss Mendocino again
closing my eyes, I hear the sea
Reimagining the sound of the sea with closed eyes again
Must I wait, must I follow?
Questioning whether to wait or to follow once more
Won't you say "Come with me?"
Asking again for an invitation to accompany
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