Sink, Swim - Laura Stevenson

Oh California, I tried to warn ya', the earth is gonna quake before ya'

You’ll be real sorry, but it won’t be sorry, the dirt is gonna crack and split

you in two

And you’ll be halved and you’ll have to

Find a match that fits your guts it hurts so much but it keeps your blood in

Watch out they’ll swarm ya', the bees that were born way too early wakened by

the swirling

Cover your nose up, they’ll fill your holes up, they will weigh you down with

honeycombs and though

It’ll be your one chance to be sweet, you’ll be a thankless home for ungrateful

drones who will churn your bones to butter

And you’re not coming home no you got plenty more in ya' don’t ya'?

So please go easy and breathe some clean air for me

Oh California, I hate to inform ya', now waves are crashing coming toward ya'

Soaking your pals and dragging them out, you’re the only straggler grabbing

onto the shore

But all the salt’s pooled in your ears

It’s all your fault I tell ya', listen will ya', can’t you hear me baby?

And you’re not coming home no you got plenty more in ya' don’t ya'?

So please go easy and breathe some clean air for me

And if I’d only known how to drag you, I’d pull you undertow if I had to

But I’m too lazy and you’re too stubborn baby