Ocean Tone

Cold In Chicago

there was a burst... and shortly afterward
the blood came glistening down
and the wound that grazed his ear
wouldn't let him hear the crying or the sobbing
that he left to hang around
how could you leave me to face the cold of Chicago all alone?

but his eyes couldn't see her fright
and she could only feel the plight as her loneliness grows
and the hours turned to days, the weeks to years
you'll find your way eventually
and I know you're so tired of searching for resolution
the awful things we've seen will surely behind us
surely be behind us

traversing the coastlands of northern California
I rise above the green ravine
and glancing at the vastness of the great aquamarine
smiled with bliss to eternity and said
love gives its breath to all those that walk the land
a spirit to be the life
and light to open the eyes of the blind
bring out the prisoners of darkness

don't make it so hard on yourself
you'll find your way eventually
and all this time I'm searching for a solution
the awful things we've seen will surely be behind us

some caught the dust on the street... daydreams drift to
your mother's words to shade you from the heat
how did we young ones get so old?
hoping to see the other side of the morning
I watch the golden fade from the waterfront
you'll find your way eventually
the impossible dream is not quite what it seems
hoping love will find us

Words by Carlos Tulloss & David Delmar. ©1998