Lyrics: Arjun Nair/Pol Torà
Music: Arjun Nair/Pol Torà
Tonight I leave familiar for the great unknown
Got a couple broken arrows
And my hair has grown since you saw me last
Talking on an old flip phone
Today I shed the skin of who I used to be
Got sinatra on a 45 I'm buzzing like a bee
Just hoping you'll come fly with me
I took a greyhound down to georgia
Then a rental up to maine
But how I hope for California in the spring
Tonight I leave the only home I've ever known
Got a couple hundred dollars that I'm gonna blow on a used guitar
A fender or an epiphone
I took a bus back down to nashville
In carolina in my mind
But I hope for California one more time
I'm on my way
Gonna catch that plane
Trying not to get lost in the everglades
And the start of a dream is just only deciding to chase
Go find the chase
What doesn't kill me makes me wander
And think of what the future will bring
But I hope for California in the spring