Song for Kelly Huckaby lyrics

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
Photographs of the best time you had
Windows smudged by the speed
Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street
As morning turned into California

[Refrain 1]
And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette
Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past

[Verse 2]
Waking up to the sound of 5 a.m
To take my turn at the wheel
Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached
As the sun tortured California

[Refrain 2]
And old alleys turned deep at the heart of me
Murals of heroes defacing the blank concrete

[Chorus]
Vision tunneled, Mission Street, hunger beat
Lodged out as the engine wheezed
Still moving regardless of stable ground
And this stable ground
[Verse 3]
Photographs of the best time you had
Windows smudged by the speed
Leaving home with our bags from Iron street
As morning turned into California