Lyrics Canyon Moon - Andrew McMahon In the Wilderness
                                                The 
                                                sun 
                                                ran 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                cold 
                                                October
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somewhere 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                canyon 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Camera 
                                                jammed 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                slow 
                                                exposure
 
                                    
                                
                                                California 
                                                in 
                                                her 
                                                rear 
                                                view
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                couldn′t 
                                                handle 
                                                another 
                                                season
 
                                    
                                
                                                Another 
                                                ocean 
                                                of 
                                                fiction 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Said 
                                                    a 
                                                prayer 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                dashboard 
                                                Jesus
 
                                    
                                
                                                Death 
                                                Valley 
                                                and 
                                                worn 
                                                out 
                                                shoes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                turned 
                                                into 
                                                desert 
                                                everywhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sun 
                                                ran 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                cold 
                                                October
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                disappeared, 
                                                she 
                                                disappeared
 
                                    
                                
                                                Take 
                                                all 
                                                your 
                                                troubles, 
                                                put 
                                                them 
                                                to 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                mission, 
                                                the 
                                                maps 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shot 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bullet, 
                                                don't 
                                                know 
                                                the 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                ricochet, 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                got 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                leaves 
                                                are 
                                                falling, 
                                                the 
                                                church 
                                                bells 
                                                ringing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Marching 
                                                band 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                high 
                                                school 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Little 
                                                town 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                faded 
                                                beauty
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                still 
                                                remember 
                                                when 
                                                she 
                                                was 
                                                queen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                turned 
                                                into 
                                                desert 
                                                everywhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                leaves 
                                                are 
                                                falling, 
                                                the 
                                                church 
                                                bells 
                                                ringing
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                disappeared, 
                                                she 
                                                disappeared
 
                                    
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