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  1. Camino Real

From the album A Kind of Revelation

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Lyrics


Morning came blurry to watery eyes
Westbound I-80 as the drunken crow flies
We rang every bell down Camino Real
And sang every sad song ‘til every star fell

And it’s coming in waves down this royal highway
I can almost make out your name in the constellations
Cause there’s all kinds of ways that the notes find their staves
Just look at all those words on the page getting lost in translation

Clouds hug the coast like their leaving for good
And Vollebekk’s calling “she’s just like a book”
She promised she’d warn ya if it wasn’t enough
But old California’s been calling your bluffs

And it’s coming in waves down this royal highway
I can almost make out your name in the constellations
And there’s all kinds of ways that the lost can be saved
Just counting all those cracks in the pavement, looking for salvation

© 2018 Joel Van Horne