John Doe – Golden State

On a day like this (80 degrees and sunny) it’s a tease to have my desk surrounded by windows. Hoping to leave a little early. Anyway.

I’m still on a Kathleen Edwards high from last week and it made me want to listen to John Doe’s last album, A Year In the Wilderness, where Edwards sings on three songs, the best of which is “Golden State”. Listen to it a couple of times and you’ll realize it’s a smartly different approach at a love song. The version below is with Cindy Wasserman – great songwriting (the lyrics are after the video

Golden State Lyrics

You are the hole in my head
I am the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden

You are something in my eye
And I am the shiver down your spine
You are on the lick of my lips
And I am on the tip of your tongue
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are buried up to our necks in sand

We are luck
We are ]fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away….
Walk away

Well you are the dream in my nightmare
I am that falling sensation
You are not needles and pills
I am your hangover morning
We are tangled
We are stolen
We are living where things are hidden

We are luck
We are fate
We are the feeling you get in the golden state
We are love
We are hate
We are the feeling I get when you walk away
Walk away
Walk away

You are the hole in my head
You are the pain in your neck
You are the lump in my throat
I am the aching in your heart