Dreamstate of California
from Brian Woodbury and his Popular Music Group by Brian Woodbury
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lyrics
Taking the bus to Golden Gate Park
Past the flotilla rotunda
Cervantes panties where mushrooming,
Blushing with pride
When the flush left, water was still there
Everywhere – out, between, inside
Stepped into a church
Passed along a jay
We waited by Safeway.
The Cordon Rouge, Viet food
Sky was a solid white hide.
Taking the feeling inside
F I R S T C H O R U S
Living in a dreamstate of California
Far-flung ashore with the incoming tide.
Thought of that joke when I was back home
Is it so far I can’t keep the feeling inside?
In a dreamstate of California,
Where you always let your subconscious be your guide
On the sheer cliff, Mendocino shore
On a bright windy blue May daytime
Thinking life holds no more
what to make of
take this fleeting insight.
Making a joke of running like poets
Joy not decreed or decried
And the gusty month of March
Blue the kite about the fence
To the bay trees, madrone, eucalyptus
And the smell of the leaves smarts your ride
Taking it fleeing inside
S E C O N D C H O R U S
Living in a dreamstate of California
Does it go for good, or come along for the ride?
Should’ve thought of that before I left home
But so far, I can’t keep the feeling inside.
In a dreamstate of California,
Where you always let your subconscious be your guide
It’s a little bit funny. (This feeling inside)
What kind of inside? (The feeling inside.)
What kind of feeling? (The feeling inside.)
What is it feeling? (It’s feeling inside.)
What side is it on? (The feeling inside.)
What is that feeling in? (Feeling inside.)
It’s a little bit funny. (This feeling inside)
The rounded moonlight on approximate peak
At the granite outlooking Tenaya
We left a camping mayonnaise jar
with a note inside.
Then we sang songs, songs to learn, learn again
Rain and wind outdoors, flee the inside
I later fell in love
We were married by a lake
And we played in the shade of Topanga
But the order gets hard to decide
As I walk to the feeling inside
FIRST CHORUS
SECOND CHORUS
You always let your subconscious be your guide
You must always let your subconscious be your guide.
Past the flotilla rotunda
Cervantes panties where mushrooming,
Blushing with pride
When the flush left, water was still there
Everywhere – out, between, inside
Stepped into a church
Passed along a jay
We waited by Safeway.
The Cordon Rouge, Viet food
Sky was a solid white hide.
Taking the feeling inside
F I R S T C H O R U S
Living in a dreamstate of California
Far-flung ashore with the incoming tide.
Thought of that joke when I was back home
Is it so far I can’t keep the feeling inside?
In a dreamstate of California,
Where you always let your subconscious be your guide
On the sheer cliff, Mendocino shore
On a bright windy blue May daytime
Thinking life holds no more
what to make of
take this fleeting insight.
Making a joke of running like poets
Joy not decreed or decried
And the gusty month of March
Blue the kite about the fence
To the bay trees, madrone, eucalyptus
And the smell of the leaves smarts your ride
Taking it fleeing inside
S E C O N D C H O R U S
Living in a dreamstate of California
Does it go for good, or come along for the ride?
Should’ve thought of that before I left home
But so far, I can’t keep the feeling inside.
In a dreamstate of California,
Where you always let your subconscious be your guide
It’s a little bit funny. (This feeling inside)
What kind of inside? (The feeling inside.)
What kind of feeling? (The feeling inside.)
What is it feeling? (It’s feeling inside.)
What side is it on? (The feeling inside.)
What is that feeling in? (Feeling inside.)
It’s a little bit funny. (This feeling inside)
The rounded moonlight on approximate peak
At the granite outlooking Tenaya
We left a camping mayonnaise jar
with a note inside.
Then we sang songs, songs to learn, learn again
Rain and wind outdoors, flee the inside
I later fell in love
We were married by a lake
And we played in the shade of Topanga
But the order gets hard to decide
As I walk to the feeling inside
FIRST CHORUS
SECOND CHORUS
You always let your subconscious be your guide
You must always let your subconscious be your guide.
credits
from Brian Woodbury and his Popular Music Group,
released April 17, 1992
soprano sax Norman Salant; vocals, bass, keyboard and drum programming Brian Woodbury
soprano sax Norman Salant; vocals, bass, keyboard and drum programming Brian Woodbury
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Brian Woodbury Los Angeles, California
Brian Woodbury is a Los Angeles composer, lyricist and bandleader who writes musicals, post-modern jazz compositions, quirky pop, country songs and music for children's TV.
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