I descended a dusty gravel ridge
Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
Until I eventually arrived
At the place where your soul had died
And barefoot in the shallow creek
I grabbed some stones from underneath
And waited for you to speak to me
In the silence, it became so very clear
That you had long ago disappeared
And I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didnt play like it did in my mind
All the way from San Francisco
As I chased the end of your road
Cause Ive still got miles to go
And I want to know my fate
If I keep up this way
But its hard to want to stay awake
When everyone you meet,
They all seem to be asleep
And you wonder if youre missing a dream you cant see
A dream you cant see
A dream you just cant see
A dream (x12)
Then it started getting dark
And I trudged back to where the car was parked
No closer to any kind of truth
As I must assume was the case with you
