Crystal Falls

Crystal Falls where I used to live
A California town on the Sonora Ridge
A big cold lake and Harley Davidson bikes
I was just thirteen, man, that place was outta sight

I'm looking back to the embers of time
Panning for gold under the pines
Down in Crystal Falls

Midwestern boy, I didn't know much at all
Sophisticated girls hanging out at the mall
My mother's A-frame, we used to smoke a pipe
Of clove cigarettes on chilly autumn nights

I'm looking back to the embers of time
Panning for gold under the pines
Down in Crystal Falls
Down in Crystal Falls

We were packing up just as I was settling in
My mother got a job in Pinedale, Wyoming
In Crystal Falls, I met a few good friends
But it was just another stop, I never saw them again

We had to move, it was such a good time
That innocence had stayed there behind

I'm looking back to the embers of time
Panning for gold under the pines
Down in Crystal Falls
Down in Crystal Falls

Embers of time keep on burning
Push me forward to the light
Slowly I keep on learning
If only I could get it right
Get it right
Get it right