Alemany Gap - John Vanderslice

This town is a deceptively cold place

With the Alemany gap darkening out your face

And the tempered glass of the Oakland hills

Flashes the sun back in flames from the windowsills

I could stay, I could stay

I could stay, I could stay here with you

Under the neon blue sky

Pink clouds humming by

'Cause I don’t have anywhere to be

There’s no particular place for me

I could’ve ended up anywhere

I could’ve followed anyone

But we’re standing here on this faded fishing gear

With nightfall threatening all afternoon

But I could stay, I could stay

I could stay, I could stay here with you

Under the cyan blue sky

And this birds humming by

I don’t have anywhere to be

There’s no particular place for me