A collection of poetry, lyrics, and rantings and ravings about many subjects.
Sixty westbound, on the brakes
Not sure I’d have it any other way ‘Cause when I head out, at the end of the day
I head for my SoCal Oasis
The sun rises in my rearview mirror
The fog is thick, like one giant tear
But, soon the sun will paint the evening sky
Almost as beautiful as my baby’s eyes
The morning fog can bring some people down
But, sooner or later, that sunny sky will come around
Yeah, the morning drive is a pain in the rear
But, I’ve got good reason to live out here
The cold and snow that I left behind
Well, I can visit them anytime
But, I prefer my SoCal Sunshine….