[ti:Canyon Moon]
[ar:Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness]
[al:Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness]
[00:09.220]The sun ran out on a cold October
[00:13.190]Somewhere under the canyon moon
[00:16.770]Camera jammed in a slow exposure
[00:20.830]California in her rear view
[00:32.270]She couldn’t handle another season
[00:36.180]Another ocean of fiction blue
[00:40.190]Said a prayer to a dashboard Jesus,
[00:44.150]Death Valley and worn out shoes
[00:47.410]Then the road turned into desert everywhere
[00:55.600]The sun ran out on a cold October
[00:59.140]She disappeared, she disappeared
[01:02.930]Take all your troubles, put them to bed
[01:06.660]Burn down the mission, the maps in your head
[01:10.470]Shot like a bullet, don’t know the way
[01:14.490]The ricochet, kind of got away from you
[01:26.640]The leaves are falling, the church bells ringing
[01:30.490]Marching band in a high school dream
[01:34.270]Little town and a faded beauty
[01:38.170]They still remember when she was queen
[01:41.540]Then the road turned into desert everywhere
[01:49.720]The leaves are falling, the church bells ringing
[01:53.040]She disappeared, she disappeared
[01:57.040]Take all your troubles, put them to bed
[02:00.820]Burn down the mission, the maps in your head
[02:04.670]Shot like a bullet, don’t know the way
[02:08.510]The ricochet, kind of got away from you
[02:20.790]The sun ran out on a cold October
[02:24.600]And where she ended up, no one knew
[02:29.910]Take all your troubles, put them to bed
[02:33.730]Burn down the mission, the maps in your head
[02:37.620]Shot like a bullet, don’t know the way
[02:41.410]The ricochet
[02:43.580]Take all your troubles, put them to bed
[02:47.390]Burn down the mission, the maps in your head
[02:51.120]Shot like a bullet, don’t know the way
[02:54.970]The ricochet, kind of got away from you