Monday, February 2, 2015

The Coast of Nevada


There used to be…

Well, a California

That’s where we were from
Initially

We’re water people
We like being by the water
Always have

‘S probably why I take such long showers

We were hoping you’d stay here with us in Nevada
If you’re interested in that

Personally, I think living by the coast
Would do, you know, anybody some good

Living by the ocean
Waking up every day to see a…
You know, it’s sort of like—

Well—freedom
I don’t know why, but—

Maybe it’s the explorer in me
I don’t know

I look out at all that water
And I try to imagine
Where everything used to be

The Hollywood sign
And the Golden Gate Bridge
And the redwoods
All the redwoods

None of it was that close together
But in my mind…

In my mind, in the middle of the ocean
The tops of the redwoods spring up
Bursting from the water’s surface
And it’s like an island of treetops
Just waiting for somebody to discover it

The world, you know, it’s…shrinking

But we don’t have to shrink with it

We all just need to get a little bit better at sharing

God ain’t making any more land
But people keep making people
And so you have to be willing to put your arm around the person next to you
And close in tight
Because…

Because nature is not on our side

Not that I blame her, but still.

We gotta be on our side, you know?

I don’t know how you screwed up
And I don’t want to know
People screw up and they pay for it
You’re paying for it right now
I can see that

You don’t change your ways
So one day you wake up
And you’re ten feet underwater
Remembering that you don’t know how to swim

But you’re here

You found the coast

Years ago, where we’re standing used to be a desert
And now it’s beach sand
And it’s still the same thing
But where it is has changed what it is

Does that make sense?

Wake up here a couple days
See a couple mornings
Drink coffee while you watch the waves

See if that does anything for you

It might
It might not

But it can’t hurt

Maybe you’ll spot those trees for me
And we can commandeer a ship
Head out like old-time travelers
Discovering new old terrain

The world is giving us new things to discover
Isn’t that something?

The one thing we’ll never run out of
Is possibility

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