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