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Was California

from I'm Your Holliday by Ian Taylor

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I was California
I was feelin' low
I was halfway to New Mexico when I heard the angel speak
I was close to done
I was Oregon
I was on my way back home

when I pat my pockets down hoping a smoke's to be found
hoping I can hang around a few seconds more
cause I'm always on the run I'm always someone
I'm running out of oxygen & low on time,
so friend of mine don't leave I enjoy your company.

I was some poem you wrote
I was San Fransisco
I was staying in some bungalow counting on jade plants
I was just some fool
sitting on a stool trying to drink my weight

but tell me when I'm free to leave & I'll do so gracefully
you won't hear keys or wasting time
I'll keep my eyes on the stats peering from beneath my hat
you won't know where I'm at
& I'm only find with that.

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from I'm Your Holliday, released July 10, 2018

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