Santa Maria

Slipped in thru the door
Quarter to four
Jammed a mattress on the floor
Slept in my clothes

She packed up for cali
Hugged Japan
And left quite quick
Lucky longitudes aren't longer than the wind

Woke up solo
In a room with no windows
Near Magellan's Cross by The Old Seaport

Fiddled with my phone
Climbed my brain's front lobes
Read Hunter S. Thompson till I felt stoned

She said, "You, only so much you can do"
"Only so much you can do"
"Only so much you can do"

She'd said I feel like I've known you my entire life
This band is pretty loud let's talk outside

Sitting on the curb
Made from custom mother earth
We knew no was more important then before
Or after

And we said, "You, only so much you can do"
"Only so much you can do"
"Only so much you can do"

And we said, "You, only so much you can do"
"Only so much you can do"
"Only so much you can do"

Left manila
With a pocket full of pesos
And thought faces fade so fast without a home

Though without doubt
The world's way too big to figure out
But small enough to yell across
And that of which, I'm sure

Said goobye
Long goodbye
It's okay
Armageddon's still a long
Way away
Way away
Way away

Said goobye
Long goodbye
It's okay
Armageddon's still a long
Way away
Way away
Way away