The Doorbells Are Ringing - Sun Kil Moon

The last little fledgling flew away

From outside my window

Doves nested throughout the seasons kept me company all year

Oh, how I hated to see my last little friend go

And my friend’s little brother died

He left a widow and three children behind

Covid is taking so, so many

As if last year it didn’t take plenty

Yesterday was nice, driving down the one

Past Pacifica and Farmer John’s Pumpkin Farm

Past

and Roosevelt Beach

Was nice going down memory lane

Seeing signs for Redwood City

And

and Frenchman’s Creek

And Poplar and Moss Beach

On the way to Pescadero, craving green chili soup

The windows down, the wind is blowing

It feels so nice to be with you

We used to always drive down the one

When we first met, oh, how it’s been so long

Driving along the Pacific Ocean to the west

Things feel so new again

I’m rediscovering my love for you

Two years off has given me a brand new

Perspective and a brand new view

Being home’s been an adventure

Miracles happen: my home in the woods didn’t catch fire

And my place in New Orleans didn’t get flooded by Ida

And I’m walking more than ever

I’m thinking with my head, feeling good things in my heart

It’s like a brand new start, your long black hair

Is as beautiful as ever

And your dark brown eyes are like jewelry

Your wisdom, a deep treasure

When we got to Pescadero, the electric was out

But we had a laugh about, it was nice to get out

It was a nice drive home, taking in the views to the left and the right

It was nice getting home and making love to you at night

To feel your soft skin, to taste your sweet lips

We’ve got to take more, more of these road trips

The Monterey cypresses along the ocean

The little coastal towns, the redwoods, the craftsmen’s, the stucco ranch style

houses

The tidepools, the seagull rocks, the fishing gear

Guys fishing for salmon and stripers

I wanna live the rest of my life with you here

Every night I dream of the last little fledgling

Every night I dream, you say I wake up singing

I hear the doorbells ringing, the doorbells are ringing

The doorbells are ringing

Every night I dream of the last little fledgling

Every night I dream, you say you hear me singing

I hear the doorbells ringing, the doorbells are ringing

The doorbells are ringing