San Diego
Is the place to be
Where all your friends
Live a life that′s free
From all the sick
That breeds in minds
And births the flame
In frontier eyes
In frontier eyes
Restlessness
Not so far away
From the wasted fall
Of another day
This eden gives
And takes a life
But the fruit is ripe
Under the knife
Under the knife
Hum of light
And breath of sea
Soothing shades
Of reality
Sedated and
Consoled before
I reach the apple
The eye of the storm
The eye of the storm
A million shores
Scatter in and laugh
Too many noises
Too many drafts
Brushing up against
Old memories
Once they've got a taste
They′ll change her face
They'll change her face
Cailee Spaeny's
Got her work cut out
Shooting film
On the battleground
Dont loose your faith
In humanity
When so far from home
Cailee Spaney
Caliee Spaney
It′s a tug and pull
Humanity and scorn
Feeling the latter
Towards the former
But doesn′t the latter
Make me part of the former?
No beginnings or ends
In this town chasing trends
Town chasing trends
Smokey horizons
And fiery beams
Stretched out in oceans
Towards ends unforeseen
Rising up
From the coast swept ash
Like a phoenix whose change
Bodes ill en masse
Bodes ill en masse
And embers lead
The procession
And drift past grounds
Broke without discretion
We'll all hang low
In solemnity
And mourn for our memories
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when they were free
Back when
Back when
