New Zealand Pines Songtext
von John Vanderslice

Golden gate park
We walked our mondays there
Safe inside our replica

They have a garden there
Where climates of the world
Are laid out on a walking tour


You were my proof
You were my wetsuit
I will be okay
If I can keep
The things I love at bay

Winter light
Falls through south america
Onto new zealand pines

Ranger locked the gates
I took cover under
The dead wood and fragrant vines


You were my proof
You were my wetsuit
I will be okay
If I can keep
The things I love at bay