Ventura - Charles Lloyd, The Marvels, Lucinda Williams

I think I’m gonna make myself a little something to eat

Get a can down off the shelf, maybe a little something sweet

Haven’t spoke to no one, haven’t been in the mood

Pour some soup, get a spoon, stir it up real good

Go out with a friend, they know the music might help

But I can’t pretend, I wish I was somewhere else

I wanna watch the ocean bend

The edges of the sun, then

I wanna get swallowed up

In an ocean of love

Put on my coat, go out into the street

Get a lump in my throat, and look down at my feet

Take the long way home, so I can ride around

Put Neil Young on and turn up the sound

Drive up the coastline, maybe to Ventura

Watch the waves make signs out on the water

I wanna watch the ocean bend

The edges of the sun, then

I wanna get swallowed up

In an ocean of love

Stand in the shower, clean this dirty mess

Give me back my power, and drown this unholiness

Lean over the toilet bowl, and throw up my confession

Cleanse my soul, of this hidden obsession

I wanna watch the ocean bend

The edges of the sun, then

I wanna get swallowed up

In an ocean of love

I wanna watch the ocean bend

The edges of the sun, then

I wanna get swallowed up

In an ocean of love