Letras
Center line alone
North of Montecito
Summertime and wheat toast and us both
They say the earth is burning
Oil fields are churning
And we don't know the first thing where to go
Some pain is right
And some country stations lead you out into the night
Where love is just a song
So we burn all the pages
Settle all the wagers
But I can't erase it
When it's down to the bone
Starve out the traces
Search in stranger's faces
Masters and sages they don't know
They'll never know, oh
Now the children are screaming
Walls become the ceiling
A dying breath of freedom is all that we can hold
And any way you cut it
You'll have to lose the covet
We're mazes, it amazes me the summits just not close
It just ain't the same
When we're not in danger, we're just in it for the taste
And love is just a waste
So we burn all the pages
Settle all the wagers
But I can't erase it
When it's down to the bone
Starve out the traces
Search in stranger's faces
Masters and sages they don't know
They'll never know, mm