a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de arizona - henry jaramillo

[intro]
steve: “destroying 491 buildings, abc15’s tim vetscher is live
in springerville tonight. tim, it seems firefighters are starting
to make some real progress on this one.”
tim: “yeah steve, you get the sense firefighters are starting to get the upper hand. as you mentioned, containment now at 18%, that’s the highest percentage we’ve seen yet. that’s not to say however that this one’s over, certainly not by a long shot in fact we got to see–”

[verse 1]
look around the yard
the bees don’t leave and i can’t be so far
from the pine trees
and the mountains
i hate the sea
i need the yellow grass
54 degrees
i need the autumn leaves in the pool
and every single season
and a breeze that smells like fire
it’s all free out here
flat brown sand covering everything but me
feeling h-llish and happy

[verse 2]
well it rains blood in san diego
and there’s plastic in the streets
the houses are all white
and as far as the eye can see
concrete is all that i can see
yellow striped night
the stars walked away
but below all the air
the starts are here and there
talking to the police oh
it’s not fair
god’s throne is a lawn chair
[verse 3]
6 hours away, ocean side stop calling my name
i don’t like the shore unless it’s cold and grey
is it smog or is it fog, the feeling is not mutual
the world is painted gold except california
sold it’s soul for a dime, a wispy something for my time
it’s cheap, and it’s mine
i’m fine with all the sunshine but i’d rather stay inside

[outro]
i’d rather go home to arizona
where it’s orange in sedona
they got a bright turquoise mcdonald’s
and a few dozen portals
i wanna go back to arizona
where there’s no ocean and no foil
where the mountains weren’t made by us
the grass is brown, the trucks don’t rust
the place where all the cacti is
the stars shine bright, the dirt is rich
the trees are tall, but most of all
it’s where my baby lives

- henry jaramillo

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS