Lost Weekend - Work Drugs

Fools take a ride

Pacific Heights the falls and the slide

Historic blues

Cover up all the bad news, bad news

Cabrillo Way

Keep the inner dragons at bay

Tolls underpaid

Slipping off this cliffs embrace

The streetlights

They don’t tell no lies

The guardrails keep us safe and dry

I won’t ever make it home

Just feel me go

The end is implied

The sand, the story, the wind, and the tides

I followed the moon

Just save face and take the balloon

Love knows the way

It’s easier tomorrow, today

Big Sur’s the place

Skipping nouns and the blame

The streetlights

They don’t tell no lies

The guardrails keep us safe and dry

I won’t ever make it home

Just feel me go

Feel me go