Our Town

We were two strangers, wandering neighbours
In a hideout near Old Bellrose Turn
Remember days stretched before us like summer dawn
The air electric, the spark in our bones

Would wild horses and men of the southern steel
Guide us westwards through tall hungry roads
Moving closer, she whispered she’d just quit her job
Done with waiting, serving her time

As we lay, sipping 40 proof
Smell of woodburn, cutting loose
This was our town
We had our town

Pass down Orange Grove, on and through San Fernando
We’d soon be the stars we, we knew we could be
Then I asked her “what really went on back home?”
As our skin sank deep into ground

Then a crack of thunder and a flash of moon
Lights a past that we can’t exhume
This was our town
We had our town

Two lonely drifters on their way
Out to show them, come what may
This was our town
We had our town