California Undressed from Traveler Undressed by Kyra Gordon

California by Kyra Gordon

People ask me how I stay here when it’s obvious we’re doomed
Cause Mother Nature’s coming to wipe us out real soon
But your gorgeous golden acres have always been my home
You’ve nurtured my whole family and our scattered seeds have grown

California, California, I’ll always come back to you
California, how I love ya, whatever we’re going through
I’ll always come back to you

When the fires are blazing through you, burning up your veins
And the skies are raining ashes, I know that I’m to blame
Still I’m fingering your highway as I trace this worn out map
I was born here, I think I’ll die here in the glory of your lap

California, California, I’ll always come back to you
California, how I love ya, whatever we’re going through
I’ll always come back, always come back cause

Your fog wraps me up in dreams
And your forests full of dappled beams
When I leave you it always seems
That I’m missing everything

California, California, I’ll always come back to you
California, how I love ya, whatever we’re going through
I’ll always come back, always come back, always come back to you

• Americana
• Folk
• piano pop
• singer-songwriter
• Berkeley