I heard it’s getting warm out west
So you could always come back home
Back home we still get snow sometimes
But I know you’ve got a love out there
So you should tend to them and hope they tend to you
Love is something that needs tending to
You looked at the smoke
It was like you’d seen the ghosts of everyone you’ve ever known
Hovering over the hills
You’re still from the west coast
It’s the only home you’ve ever known
Holy Rose of California
I heard there’s been some fires up north
The old stable burned down
Thank God they got the horses out
And I know it’s getting hot as hell
But at least you’ve got a light to lead the way
At least you’ve got a way to warm your face
You looked at the smoke
As if you’d seen the ghost of a long-lost love
Somewhere above the lights of the town
Oh, the old west coast
It’s the only coast you’ve ever known
Holy Rose of California
You looked at the smoke