Santa Barbara - Angelo De Augustine

All my life has been a surprise

Faces cast in gold on the fire

Phantoms colloquial and new

Feelings inside floating through you

All my life leads me to die

Now Sherlock and Watson decide

On a true mystery of the mind

One Arthur Doyle would cease to write

Oh, my love, I’m lost again

Though I try, when will I win?

You say life’s not a race

But if you’re not around

All this time has been wasted to find

The darkness triumphed over light

Is the creator on my side?

Or has he left us all behind?

Oh, my love, I’m lost again

Though I try, when will I win?

You say life’s not a race

But if you’re not around

All this life has been a disguise

Except for the hand in mine

Belonging to my one true love

In Santa Barbara on Hanukkah