As new as he, Californiaâ€™s gonna kill you soon
A bus with boys, but calls in the shadow of the moon.
Black houses in the hills and road side hearts
Dying for a place to fall apart.
Who knew that you can learn to live without?
Mother Maryâ€™s laying in your mouth now.
Big home to catch his warm with grace must whine
Never think this girl is nice to grown.
You left a look for him, but youâ€™re far from the heart
So quietly weâ€™re lost and were here
The desert put a babbler in your ear.
Mean fight away and not miss you again
Boston boys are speeding to the wind now.
Back home a hammer always has to fall
Crosses barely hanging on the wall.
Someday I know youâ€™ll never leave me
But weâ€™re far from the heart
The Desert Babbler Lyrics