The sun is high and scorching the chaparral
Nothing is moving but this lone mountain quail
Little bird, I'm lost, will you point me to the trail
Can anybody hear my call?
Is anyone out there at all?
I can’t turn back now after coming all this way
I've been going in circles, living up to every cliche
And it's getting late and I'm running out of day
Can anybody hear my call?
Is anyone out there at all?
And there it is at last in its captivating beauty
Gleaming in the sun like costume jewelry
Buckwheat and sage on one side,
Locoweed on the other
The entire expanse of our journey
I finally came upon the Bridge to Nowhere
Many times I strayed yet somehow I made it there
I would've liked to stay but I had no time to spare
Can anybody hear my call?
Is anyone out there at all?
And there it is at last in its captivating beauty
Gleaming in the sun like costume jewelry
Buckwheat and sage on one side,
Locoweed on the other
The entire expanse of our journey
And there it is at last...
credits
from Reunion,
released February 20, 2021
Scott Schoenberg: Vocals, electric guitars, bass guitar, keyboard, rim shots
Tino Marrufo: Drums, backup vocals
Gavin Ross: Slide guitar
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