Death Was California - No-Man

You thought that you’d recovered

You thought you’d been reborn

You thought you’d never sell your love so cheaply

Like a joke that fell to silence

A gesture never made —

Death was California

Standing in the shade

Feeling you’d been played

When nothing else remains

Take your pain and make it beautiful

The hot September mornings

The coffee counter smells

The words that shook your world completely

When nothing else remains

Take your pain and make it beautiful