Lyrics

The walls of the city in Old Monterey • Holding in comfort, keeping out rage • Until the synchronized steppers come to take it away • We're burning your city today • Never wanted the vision of death in my eyes • But Father said go, while my mother she cried • "Dear God won't you save them from the bullets that fly • My boy's not the murdering kind" • You win, I throw my hands in the air • Take me away from this place • We march through the gates eyes blinded by rain • And I'm restless with guilt and nervous with shame • I break rank and start running to the church by the bay • To hide from both sides, and my name • I slip through the door and follow the sound • Of a local girl praying, both knees on the ground • "Dear God won't you take me away from this town and be lost, so I can get found" • "I'll get lost, so I can be found!" • She turns and looks at my face • Strangers in life but connected by fate • Both in need of a drastically, quick change of pace • So we flee bound by silence and grace • We'll ride and we'll never look back at the memories that scatter the way • We'll build a new Monterey •