Reese Fulmer & The Carriage House Band - San Francisco

Somewhere, the air is alive, the bees keep the hive
The riverbed stretches, and waits for the rains to arrive but it will not survive
And somewhere, you lay your head on a four poster bed
The canopy opens, and you fall through tomorrow instead to the hard days ahead

But oh the sky, big as those eyes
It takes all the time in the world and gives it to somebody else
It swings like a necklace of pearls
Drops like a coin in a well

Somewhere, out on the road I'll get what I'm owed
A tumbleweed dancer, and we'll ride like the wind to the coast to San Francisco

Somewhere, in red roses crowned, a stone on a mound
It breathes in a sunrise, with all those ghosts in the ground but it's nothing profound

But oh the sky, big as those eyes
It takes all the time in the world and gives it to somebody else
It swings like a necklace of pearls
Drops like a coin in a well
Oh the sky, big as those eyes
It takes all the time in the world and gives it to everyone else
It swings like a necklace of pearls
Drops like a coin in a well

Written by:
REESE FULMER

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