Death Was California
You thought that you'd recovered
You thought you'd been reborn
You thought you'd never sell your love so cheaply
Like a joke that fell to silence
A gesture never made -
Death was California
Standing in the shade
Feeling you'd been played
When nothing else remains
Take your pain and make it beautiful
The hot September mornings
The coffee counter smells
The words that shook your world completely
When nothing else remains
Take your pain and make it beautiful
