John Vanderslice - Song For Dana Lok lyrics

The red band stretches out Across the farallones dagger beach Bay windows with Victorian gla** And power lines that carried the telegraph I taste salt on my tongue I will stay strong I will not be undone The sound of the Alemany Market Is future sound And I sighed in relief When bitter greens dropped to a dollar a pound And night dropped the floor Opened up a small wooden door I taste salt on my tongue I will not be undone