Brazzaville - Going Home lyrics

[Brazzaville - Going Home lyrics]

It’s late September
Summer’s over and I’m on this beach alone
And I’m going home the wind’s grown colder
It’s not like the gentle breezes back in June
And I’m going home
Summer’s gone, I’m going home

Goodbye, pain goodbye, failing liver
I’m going home goodbye, courts
And detention centers i’m going home
Summer’s gone, I’m going home
The waves and boulders
Wild California coastline, Highway 1
I’m going home the first breath of water
Leads to a transcendental sense of calm
And I’m going home
Summer’s gone, I’m going home

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