Talk to Me of Mendocino
Journey to Mendocino: A Melodic Tale of Homecoming
Lyrics
I bid farewell to the state of old New York
I say goodbye to my time in the state of New York
My home away from home
New York was like a second home to me
In the state of New York I came of age
I grew up and matured in the state of New York
When first I started roaming
This is where I began my journey of exploration
And the trees grow high in New York State
The trees in New York State are tall
And they shine like gold in the autumn
The trees look beautiful, resembling gold in the fall
Never had the blues from whence I came
I never felt sad or melancholic in my hometown
But in New York State I got 'em
However, in New York State, I experienced the blues
Talk to me of Mendocino
Talk to me about Mendocino, a place of significance
Closing my eyes I hear the sea
Imagining the sound of the sea with closed eyes
Must I wait
Am I required to wait?
Must I follow
Should I follow someone or something?
Won't you say come with me
Can't you invite me to go with you?
And it's on to South Bend, Indiana
Heading towards South Bend, Indiana
Flat out on the western plain
Traveling across the western plain at high speed
Rise up over the Rockies
Ascending over the Rockies
And down on into California
Descending into California
Out to where but the rocks again
Encountering challenges once again
And let the sun set on the ocean
Witnessing the sunset on the ocean
I will watch it from the shore
Observing it from the shore
Let the sun rise over the redwoods
Welcoming the sunrise over the redwoods
I'll rise with it till I rise no more
I will rise with the sun until I can rise no more
Talk to me of Mendocino
Talk to me about Mendocino, repeating the desire
Closing my eyes I hear the sea
Imagining the sound of the sea once more
Must I wait
Am I still required to wait?
Must I follow
Should I continue to follow?
Won't you say come with me
Can't you extend an invitation for me to join you?
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