[00:47.14]Photographs of the best time you had
[00:52.26]Windows smugded by the speed
[00:58.61]Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street
[01:03.67]As morning turned into California
[01:08.48]And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette
[01:17.27]
[01:21.36]Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past
[01:30.30]
[01:39.64]Waking up to the sound of 5 A M to take my turn at the wheel
[01:50.15]Climbed up Shasta oh how the engine ached
[01:54.72]As the sun tortured California
[02:00.12]And old alleys turned deep at the heart of me
[02:10.41]Murals of heros defacing the blank concrete
[02:26.69]
[02:32.06]Vision tunneled Mission Street hunger beat
[02:35.37]Lodged out as the engine wheezed
[02:40.79]Still moving regardless of stable ground
[02:46.92]And this stable ground
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[03:03.92]Photographs of the best time you had
[03:08.35]Windows smugded by the speed
[03:14.61]Leaving home with our bags from Iron street
[03:20.11]As morning turned into California