Costanoan Bones Songtext
von Bryan John Appleby

Buried on the valley floor
Costanoan Bones
Are getting pounded by our bright new roads
We always kick it under the rug

Digging deep the roustabouts
Recklessly keep driving down
Now bottlenecked with no way out
I think we might have gone to far


All along we had it coming
Now grab a coat and get in the car
There's nothing left for us in California
We gotta move on

The winded eucalyptus bend
And snapping in a heavy hand
The bratty child too fat to fend away the wild dogs

And all along we had it coming
Now Abaddon is moving quick
It's coming down for good in California
We finally fucked it up