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When she was young she rode through the lemon groves
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Her Tawny horse raced cross the tilled rows
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I can see her there riding in the pale sunrise
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With the California dust in her Adriatic eyes
Fashioned by the crown and a humble prairie man
Picking strawberries from the Oxnard Plain
I can her there turning her fingers red
With the pacific fog cooling her sweet bay hair
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The Color of the Sea
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The Color of the Sea
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Her Adriatic Eyes they be
She discovered the world along the central coast
Exploring every petal of the spring flower shows
I can she her there smiling at the fresh Lupines
With the washed western sky painted on her freckled skin
We first met in forest of the Angels
We swam in the waters of the Big Tujungas
I can see us there building rock cairns
With the Alders high above our lusting heads
We settled by the shore along the breakwaters
In the Harbor City we had our Daughter
I can see her there growing each day in size
With California dust in her Adriatic Eyes
