Letras
Fourth of July
All the lights in the night sky
Don't hold a candle to
The fire in her eyes
West of Ojai
Fireworks and wine
Once upon a time our love burned bright
Before the tide came
Before it all went black
So help me God
Cause I'm gonna go back
To Santa Barbara
Where I can wash my blues away
With my hands tied tight behind my back
My mouth sewn shut
Feet bound in chains
I'm independent now
I am on my own
But I'm not alone
Down here with Davy Jones
I don't see the rocket's red glare
But I feel a bomb bursting inside me
Thought she would have my baby
Now watch me asphyxiate
Surfliner
No turning back
From Santa Barbara
Where I can wash my blues away
With my hands tied tight behind my back
My mouth sewn shut
Feet bound in chains
My sorrows wouldn't drown in drink
I tried
So I carry them to shore to drown for good this time
Wading in out of my depth
Adrift and in over my head
My dying breath I breathe
Sweet Pacific waves rock me to sleep
So I'm gonna go back
I'm gonna go back
I'm gonna go back
I'm gonna go back
I'm gonna go back
To Santa Barbara
Where I can wash my blues away
With my hands tied tight behind my back
My mouth sewn shut
Feet bound
I'm gonna go back
To Santa Barbara
Where I can wash my blues away
With my hands tied tight behind my back
My mouth sewn shut
Feet bound in chains