This town is a deceptively cold place
With the Alemany gap darkening out your face
And the tempered glass of the Oakland hills
Flashes the sun back in flames from the windowsills
I could stay, I could stay
I could stay, I could stay here with you
Under the neon blue sky
Pink clouds humming by
'Cause I don't have anywhere to be
There's no particular place for me
I could've ended up anywhere
I could've followed anyone
But we're standing here on this faded fishing gear
With nightfall threatening all afternoon
But I could stay, I could stay
I could stay, I could stay here with you
Under the cyan blue sky
And this birds humming by
I don't have anywhere to be
There's no particular place for me

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