White Sands

Haunt me down in the white sands.
Haunt me ’til I’m home.
Healer, heal me with all your hands.
Let the big sky bring the ghost.
Oh, the wild in your eyes I have known.
Blue prim.
Violin.
And 101.

Black water river.
Cobble stone street.
See these crowns,
Are white stains on my teeth.

Just a couple of kids.
Hungry for everything.
Honey, that little girl
Is still alive inside me.

Having too much beneath
The scorpion tree.
Another hand
Holding you to sleep.
Oh, California,
You always keep ’em easy.
A sun-kissed silhouette.
In need of nothing.

Haunt me down in the white sands.
Haunt me ’til I’m home.
Healer, heal me with all your hands.
Let the big sky bring the ghost.
California, keep the wild as gold.
Blue prim.
Violin.
And the 101.

Mount Moriah