[00:07.08]I'm premeditating crime of a personal kind.
[00:12.57]I'm about to go out of my mind.
[00:17.07]I'm just about sick to death of taking breath and walking this line of mine.
[00:26.61]Now, folks that know what's good for them are good at ignoring them, but
[00:32.07]I just can't put these thoughts down.
[00:37.17]I'm harrowed and abused, and broken and persued by this notion that follows me around.
[00:46.77]My heart is hurting, my spirit's burdened.
[00:50.85]I feel like a liar and a thief for taking air, for being here, unwanted.
[01:02.58]I look for my final release.
[01:06.21]Goodbye, goodbye,
[01:11.88]California,
[01:14.58]Goodbye, and
[01:15.87]I'll be moving on.
[01:19.38]I sang you my songs;
[01:22.02]I know I'm wrong.
[01:23.58]Fare thee well, and
[01:28.59]I'll be moving on.
[01:28.92]When I'm dead and gone, my immortal home will hold me in its bosom safe and cold
[02:04.53]No more desires will light their fires, or disturb my immaculate calm.
[02:14.04]And the birds of the air, and the beasts of the soil, and the fishes of the desperate sea will know who
[02:25.05]I am, and out substance will expand as part of everything-- as part of everything, my
[02:37.14]God as part of everything and the clouds will roll and the wind will blow and the beautiful birds will sing.
[02:49.92]Goodbye, goodbye,
[02:57.51]California.
[02:59.52]Goodbye to your waving trees, to your succulent wind, and all my friends.
[03:08.76]Fare thee well.
[03:11.28]Goodbye. So be it.
[03:16.11]Amen. Amen.

I'm premeditating crime of a personal kind.
I'm about to go out of my mind.
I'm just about sick to death of taking breath and walking this line of mine.
Now, folks that know what's good for them are good at ignoring them, but
I just can't put these thoughts down.
I'm harrowed and abused, and broken and persued by this notion that follows me around.
My heart is hurting, my spirit's burdened.
I feel like a liar and a thief for taking air, for being here, unwanted.
I look for my final release.
Goodbye, goodbye,
California,
Goodbye, and
I'll be moving on.
I sang you my songs;
I know I'm wrong.
Fare thee well, and
I'll be moving on.
When I'm dead and gone, my immortal home will hold me in its bosom safe and cold
No more desires will light their fires, or disturb my immaculate calm.
And the birds of the air, and the beasts of the soil, and the fishes of the desperate sea will know who
I am, and out substance will expand as part of everything-- as part of everything, my
God as part of everything and the clouds will roll and the wind will blow and the beautiful birds will sing.
Goodbye, goodbye,
California.
Goodbye to your waving trees, to your succulent wind, and all my friends.
Fare thee well.
Goodbye. So be it.
Amen. Amen.