Can't Be Your Sunshine

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I love hanging out with my extraordinarily talented musician and songwriter friends in Brooksville, FL at a lovely place called The Farm. So many of them write Florida Folk, and every song is an expression of the history, the place and people of my home state. Camping/music weekend at The Farm, and it rained all weekend. I sat under my canopy that very rainy Saturday and set out to write a song about Florida to share with everyone around the fire later that night. Oh, three lines in and this song was NOT about Florida. "Water stands 'cause it's got no place to go." So, this is my "it's not about Florida" song, that looks so much like that lake, those trees, that rain, those sandhill cranes.

lyrics

Can’t Be Your Sunshine © 9/2015 G. LaMonte

Slow march of sandhill cranes
Summer long drivin’ rain
Water stands, ‘cause it’s got no place to go

Comin’ storm, clouds will cry
I think I may never get dry
Old oak limbs hangin’ heavy and low

CHORUS
And it occurs to me that I don’t love you like the breeze on my skin
I think it’s safe to say I can’t love you like this rain – never endin’
Fallen short of every promise that I’ve made
I can’t be your sunshine in the shade

Water still, like a looking glass
One breath, the picture’s gone like that
My world is green, but this sky is wet and gray

Wind trails, leaves the trees behind
Out here no one seems to mind
Nothin’ lasts but this constant state of change

CHORUS

Wish I were solid like the earth at my feet
Wish I were constant like the river flowin’ free
I said forever, but that’s a long, long time

Wish I were made of stronger stuff
Yeah, I love you – but that’s not good enough
I can’t love you like this forest loves her pine

And it occurs to me that I don’t love you like the breeze on my skin
I think it’s safe to say I can’t love you like this rain – never endin’

And it occurs to me that I don’t love you like the hawk takes to wing
I think it’s safe to say I can’t love you like the winter melts in spring
Fallen short of every promise that I’ve made
I can’t be your sunshine in the shade

And it occurs to me that I don’t love you like the breeze on my skin
I think it’s safe to say I can’t love you like this rain – never endin’
Fallen short of every promise that I’ve made
I can’t be your sunshine in the shade

credits

from Firewood & Rust, released March 24, 2020
Written and performed by Gina LaMonte

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