{duration:03:38} [G]I spent a week drinking the sunlight of Winnetka, California Where they understand the weight of human hearts You see, sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you With the fear that it eventually departs And the[C] truth is I’ve been[D] dreaming of some[G] tired tranquil [Em]place Where the [C]weather won’t get [D]trapped inside my [G]bones And if [C]all the years of [D]searching find one [G]sympathetic [Em]face Then it's [C]there I'll [D]plant these seeds and make my [G]home [G]I spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona Where all the green of life had turned to ash And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you I just assumed that you eventually would ask And I [C]wouldn’t have to b[D]ring up my so ba[G]dly broken he[Em]art And [C]all those months I [D]just wanted to [G]sleep And though [C]spring, it did come [D]slowly; I [G]guess it did its [Em]part My heart has [C]thawed and [D]continues to [G]beat [G]And I visited my brother on the outskirts of Olympia Where the forest and the water become one And we talked about our childhood Like a dream we were convinced of That perfect, peaceful street that we came from And I [C]know he heard me [D]strumming all those [G]sad and simple [Em]chords As I [C]sat inside my [D]room so long [G]ago And it [C]hurts that [D]he’s still [G]shaking from those secrets that were [Em]told By a [C]car closed up too [D]tight and a heart turned [G]cold And I went to San Diego, and the birthplace of the summer And watched the ocean dance under the moon There was a girl I knew there, one more potential lover I guess that something’s gotta happen soon Cause I [C]know I can’t keep [D]living in this [G]dead or dying [Em]dream As I [C]walked along the [D]beach and drank with [G]her I thought [C]about my [D]true love, the [G]one I really [Em]need With [C]eyes that burn so [D]bright, they make me [G]pure [G]They make me pure, they make me pure I [C]long to [D]be with [G]you [G]They make me pure, they make me pure And I [C]long to [D/A]be with [G]you