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Words and Music © 2006 by Steve Bregman

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PALM SPRING SONG

I’m goin’ down that highway
Way past the smog of L.A.
I see the windmills now, they whistle out to me
I see the sky so clear
Come with me now, we’re here
I thought I’d try to leave you
each time I tried to free you
There is no other place where I can run away
There is no other space in my heart like yours

Mountains so high you can’t see them
Canyons so low you can’t free them
In every whisper of swaying palm trees
Palm Spring’s my own
I’m coming hone
Yeah, I’m coming home

Desert moon and wild flowers glistening
Feel the clean and vibrant air
Cactus midnight stars are listening to a southwest rare...

There is no other place where I can run away
There is no other space in my own heart just like yours...

Mountains so high you can’t see them
Canyons so low you can’t free them
In every whisper of swaying palm trees
Palm Spring’s my own
I’m coming hone
Palm Spring’s my own
I’m coming hone

Desert moon and wild flowers glistening
Cactus midnight stars are listening to a southwest rare

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from Rubber Solstice (It Wuz & Still Iz Late Octobra Volume 2), released August 9, 2014
JT : Vocals, Programming
Anthony Pomes : Slide guitar and Electric Guitar
Recorded and Mixed at Jupiter Moon Studios, Commack, NY

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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York

John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and visual artist.

Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined.

For more info : www.johntabacco.net
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