Love, spread out like seeds   Somebody walked away from landscape poverty   I came to find you   I came to see the beauty underway   That bloomed love, energy   And it turns around like you   And it turns around like me   Into something new   But the only thing I see      I see you, I see you   I see you, always struggling   To find some gentle song   Some mode of simple trust   and ways to understand   These reaching orchards   Of broken fame   Grown deep inside of us   By forced and troubled hands      I see you, I see you   I see you, always struggling   I see you, I see you   I see you, always struggling      To find the sun   Reaching down through shadowed brush (?)   Breaking off the bitter branch   Twisted roots like tans (?)   Dreams of all these spotlit kings (?)   Drinking up the light   Like California redwoods   Splitting up the night      And it turns around like you   And it turns around like me   All the talking we could do   Oh if only we could be   A real life version of you   A real life version of you   And a real life version of me   A real life version of me      I see you, I see you   I see you, always struggling   I see you, I see you   I see you, always struggling