I can hear your thoughts- I swear I can- Of the things you want to do
Little things like lean to touch my hand – maybe hold it too.
I can feel you tug at my belt, to pull me closer in
I can feel your arms around my waist, your whisper on my skin
But so many eyes are staring above crooked little smiles
Like they’ve never seen two people who walked down a rainbow aisle
I know of a place where we can be free- Oh, kisses on blankets by the sea.
Cotton candy clouds dangle from a periwinkle sky
The ferry bounces on a sequin sea toward the rainbow side
Where we will watch the queens dance around a pool that smells like bleach
and I will write our names inside a heart where the ocean meets the beach
Long after the last grain of sand goes down the shower drain
and winter brings a policy of icy and dark change…
I’ll dream of a place where we can be free- oh kisses on blankets by the sea X 2
Bridge: It’s so easy for most people to love, just to be
No bloody nose, no broken ribs no fractured dignity
His dress is gold, his voice is sweet, his lashes glittery
it’s so easy for most people to love, just to be
Gin & tonic, your perfume, a pool that smells like bleach
I’ll write our names inside a heart where ocean meets the beach
I know of a place where we can be free- oh, kisses on blankets by the sea x2
Oh kisses on blankets by the…blankets by the…blankets by the sea.
I played this out the other night when my friend Dave asked if I’d like to play a couple of songs at his show. In the middle of performing, I realized I never posted it. It took about a year to write, and I finished it about a month ago. Duh. I’ve been caught up in producing & composing the other instruments, which is taking longer than I hoped. Heck, I posted my last two quickly written numbers “If You Think You’re Going” and “Mas Caliente Que El Sol” before composing & production were even molecules of seeds barely touching the soil of my brain.