Seeking Love in the Afternoon

We grew up in the afternoon

On the big bed in my Mama’s room

Sun sneaking past the window blind

Bodies needing what we chose to find

Too old to cry, too young to know

What we held, we’d soon outgrow

So many fish still in the sea

Taunting us and swimming free

Life is crazy, life is fun

Life moves on before it’s done

First you’re young, and then you’re not

Did you ever know what you then forgot?

The car is speeding down the interstate

Always worried that you might be late

Never mind, we’ll be home soon

Seeking love in the afternoon

The air is heavy, the tears are hot

You plan your life then plans are shot

Settle back to enjoy the ride

Forever hiding the pain inside

It’s the ache of always wanting more

Yet don’t know what you’re looking for

Yearning for some elusive high

Never knowing, always asking why

If I could go back and do it again

I’d know how and I’d know when

I’d take you back to my Mama’s room

With the sun soaking out the gloom

I’d hold on to what we had

When life was easy and never sad

But life is only once around

What’s lost is lost and never found

Life is crazy, life is fun

Life moves on before it’s done

First you’re young, and then you’re not

Did you ever know what you then forgot?

The car is speeding down the interstate

Always worried that you might be late

Never mind, we’ll be home soon

Seeking love in the afternoon

Victoria is nothing like Europe

I walk among the ruins of Rome

And I can hear the chariot wheels

Feel the thrum of horse’s hooves

Hear crowds roar in the Coliseum

The day is hot with ancient air

Ghosts on my skin glow like neon

Makes me think, makes me remember

This whole city is a grand museum

There are places that raise the spirit

There are others that weigh you down

There are people who make you happy

And others who will tear you down           

Sometimes I travel with a friend

Sometimes I choose to go it alone

I’ve enjoyed all the places I’ve been

But  I'm happiest when I come back home

Victoria is nothing like Europe

The wind is fresh off the Juan de Fuca

Visiting Rome is a walk in the past

Living here is embracing the future

When I return and step off a plane

I smell the sea and the vegetation

I’m in awe of the indigenous beauty

Paradise is nature's creation

   

Sometimes I travel with a friend

Sometimes I choose to go it alone

I’ve enjoyed all the places I’ve been

But I'm happiest when I come back home

Marrakesh

I got tired of the winter snows

Parkas, mukluks and woolen clothes

Jack Frost etching the window panes

Icy winds bringing on chilblains

So I moved down to Marrakesh

Oh, I moved down to Marrakesh

It’s an old Berber-Arabian town

Where all nationalities abound

Shimmering under the African sun

Frenetic, crazy carnival fun

I could get used to Marrakesh

Oh, I could get used to Marrakesh

Meandering alleys confuse like a maze

Overlaid with noise, scents and haze

Tiling, and ancient artistry thrives

Too much to see in 20 lives

Spend my time exploring Marrakesh

Spend my time exploring Marrakesh

The medina’s walled and densely packed

Teeming souks with shelves all stacked

Color and madness on the desert sand

Snake charmers, drugs, donkey cabs on hand

I could lose myself in Marrakesh

Oh, I could lose myself in Marrakesh

Crowds of people, endless things to do

But I find myself missing you

Sometimes I’m lonely down to the bone

Guess it’s time for me to go back home

So I’m gonna be leaving Marrakesh

Yes, I’m gonna be leaving Marrakesh

I’ll miss the mosques call to prayer,

Islamic architecture abundant there

The beautiful artisan heritage

French, Spanish everything verbiage

My heart will ache for Marrakesh

Oh, my heart will ache for Marrakesh