Santa Fe

from The Lost Forest by Golconda

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First time I laid sight on you
I was only passing through
Heading for Los Angeles, we had a ways to go
Though I was dressed like such a louse
We drove up to the opera house
Asked if they had any student tickets for the show

Santa Fe, Santa Fe, why must you look at me that way?
Santa Fe, you know that I will not be long to stay

To lighten up that Verdi load
We walked up and down Canyon Road
Stopped into a bar where I began to understand
Why I’d never dug the party scene
Felt adrift and in between
‘cause I would be much happier up singing with the band

At high noon, all the bells will ring
At eight o’clock the choir sings
In between, the plaza is the place for staying cool
Rugged pilgrims off the trail
We were looking to check our email
Meet your friend at the Cowgirl for a couple rounds of pool

I was up at dawn that next day
A cup of coffee, I was on my way
Heading for Colorado, didn’t know what did await
I had not seen the sunlight change
Between a volcano and a mountain range
Or felt the mystery behind your monastery gate

I came back by for a music fair
Saw one of my old teachers there
I said “I liked your piece” and he said “yeah, the same to you”
He’d rented a Mustang, slick and red
He offered me a ride
I said I was getting into meditation, he said “yeah, I have been too”

After that I wandered for a while
Kicking around for a desert smile
Stopping by for a beer, a Topo Chico, and a hang
Felt like I was between gears
Resting on the cresting of the years
Waiting for when inevitability rang

That first house was too big for us
Its old bones made too much fuss
Although we loved the sunsets and the Sangres and the snow
We were made quite quickly to believe
By that frosty New Year’s Eve
There was only one place that we could go

Now we live just down the hill
Where summer afternoons hang still
But I’ll take the train up now and then to have a look
At your tourists bored on the ancient street
Pinyons yawning at the feet
Of mountains posing pretty like a coffee table book


from The Lost Forest, released October 25, 2019


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