Lucky Man

Woken up, those New York mornings, shivering bones
 Thinking how the air welled up, her old brown stone
 Close down to kiss her, marks time past flown
 So hard to find it in us to leave these dreams, to leave these dreams
 Growing up, Ohio mornings, sleeping in late
 Ducking out the window, the school I hate
 Listening to my mother talking with her neighborhood friends
 Underneath the drone guitar of lucky man
 Stranded out, those Florida beaches, poor as a joke
 Sails fly in Merritt Islands' lazy blue coast
 Cool refrains of ocean rain echo off of my head
 Celebrated Summer, friends and brothers, the freedom we fell and you're what I remember
 Shining down the L.A. highways, glorious sun
 Far from you, from my home, and everyone I love
 Sinking in the shallow end of her infinite pools
 Silver lakes and palisades and Malibu
 Woken up those lost young mornings somewhere in Spain
 I couldn't say the towns I slept, my lovers' names
 Pouring in on Sunday, heaven's church bell rang
 I didn't know my purpose 'til I stood and sang for crowds of passing faces
 Woken up to this new April's sleepy gray skies
 The rain has swept the dust that left, the gutters rise
 The fog it spills into the hills, crawling out east
 The windows weep beside now, though she sleeps and I, now have I found her