From the recording Flight
Lyrics
SWEET SEBASTIAN
© Sarah M. Fulford, 2016
Oh sweet Sebastian
Why you asking
If you can back home
You missed the cactus flower
in it's final hour
Of a hundred years
Been a full turn of season
The desert's freezing
And the coyote howls
The desert bloom is always fragile
Give it time and watch it grow
If you turn away I might not be here
I don't have a century to grow
You said that I looked sweeter
Than the feeble teeter
of a fire's flame
But a flame that don't get tended
What's broken mended
Burns a house right down
I know you hear the highway howlin
Tires spin, blacktop growlin
Empty bottle, dying radio
So no sweet Sebastian
Don't start asking
If you can come back home
The desert bloom is always fragile
Give it time and watch it grow
If you turn away I might not be here
I don't have a century to grow
Oh, sweet Sebastian
Why you asking if you can come back home
Oh, sweet Sebastian
All I'm asking is you let me go
I know you hear the highway howlin
Tires spin, blacktop growlin
Empty bottle, dying radio