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

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 sun ran out on a cold October

And where she ended up, no one knew

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

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