Station, static lo-fi
I'll get my head on straight and I'll call you
Read, but don't read into it
There's no lonelier place I know than a postcard
And I've got my own problems sown
Where do we start this?
If you're leaving you better make it quick
The more you complicate
The bitter the taste
If I ever get back to my California...
If I ever get back to my California...
I've been tryin' and tryin'
Tryin' to get it right
But you know its hard to take it easy
Everything you swallow makes a hole in your body
You can't sleep at night
Everybody talkin' 'bout the hole in the heavens
The bitter taste
If I ever get back to my California...
If I ever get back to my California...
I've been tryin' and tryin'
Tryin' to get it right
But you know its hard to take it easy