summer in Santa Monica, 1973
we drove out to the water
Cassidy, Syl and me
patched jeans and patchouli
sage and rosary beads
now it’s faded around the edges
it’s blurred like a dream
out on the beach that night
searching for the other side
we took down all the barricades
til there was nowhere left to hide
I know that we found something
but I’m not sure what it was
bioluminescence ricocheted
off our skin
and flickered like the stars
when we went out past the breakers
we went all the way in
we went out past the place where
all our memories begin
saltwater baptism
washed away our sins
past and future drifted away
like fair-weather friends
summer in America, 1973
Kissinger on the radio
lying through his teeth
Watergate news was breaking
something else was breaking too
sometimes you’ve gotta lose it
just to see what you had to lose
Skylab orbited around the earth
stealing secrets from the moon
heavy rains poured down on Saigon
like salty tears in an open wound
(instrumental)
I guess we never made it back
to our little home on the plains
or those simple times under spacious skies
with the amber waves of grain
after we went out past the breakers
we went all the way in
we went out past the place where
our innocence lived
saltwater baptism
couldn’t wash away our sins
past and future drifted away
like fair-weather friends
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