Do You Know the Way to San Jose?
I wanna some Classical Gas in the Story Road
Watch Beautiful Isle of Somewhere in The Days of Wine and Roses
On The Dock of the Bay with Strangers in the Night
Pick Little Green Apples with A Taste of Honey
At Dead End Street in the Sunnyvale Orchard
Catch a Falling Star On Mission Peak like a Midnight Flyer
In The Shadow of Your Smile
I Left My Heart in San Francisco
Let the Good Times Roll like That Old Black Magic
Cast Your Fate to the Winds If I Had a Hammer
What a Difference a Day Makes in the Far East Suite
Farewell to Deep Purple in A Hard Day’s Night
We’ll Sing in the Sunshine like King of the Road
Highway 101 (July 26, 2008)
A typical California Summer not that hot
Thanks to the Mediterranean climate so mild
Getting a call from a Mayflower Moving agent
The Ford Tempo shipped from Mid-West finally arrived
Foggy Golden State Bridge morning Treasure Island
Picking up breakfast from a local McDonald's
Passing the Sand Hill Road behind Stanford
Departing from the bay area at the Silicon Valley Boulevard
Leaving the farm fields of central coast behind
Filling gas near the Idealab at Pasadena
Watching the sunset in the downtown Hollywood
Four hundred miles of highway in a day sooner
Your can go Southwest from SFO to LAX in an hour
But that is your California, not my California
Going Home (August 30, 2008)
Two years
Two dozen of months
So many days and nights
The time is approaching for going home again
Run out of shoes
Run out of cloths
Run out of ideas
Run out of inspirations
I wanna have a haircut in the barb shop at Fremont
I wanna have a dinner at Cliff House in San Francisco
I wanna have a all night movie at AMC of Santa Clara
I wanna have some books in DigitalGuru at Sunnyvale
You have Intuit in intuition
You off Oracle to succeed
You possess Applied Materials for innovation
You turn sand into silicon at Sand Hill Road
No town in hometown
No land is homeland
Chemistry (October 21, 2008) - 61
Not at Lotus Pond
Not at Unnamed Lake
Not at Diamond Head
Not at Pebble Beach
Without full moon
Without shining star
Without fine wine
Without blossoming flower
You are oxygen from the heaven
I'd like to be hydrogen in the hell
To acquire you, merge with you and burn with you
Make the holly water of life
