Pearl Street

Woke up in the morning and stretched out on the deck

The right side of my ribcage ached from the rest of last night’s wreck

I was rendered over confident by San Clemente rides

I was deadly dark and lonely watching ladies passing by

Laguna Beach is Disneyfied my father said before he died

That charming voice inside your head sure sounds like suicide

Alice came to visit me

We smoked in the hot sun

And talked about her marriages

You know you’re not the only one

To strike out far away from home and give your family up