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