I'm gonna run away to the West coast/
Gonna leave everybody that I've ever known/
Gonna build myself a brand new home/
And channel my life the way I want it to go
All the kids wanna go to California/
Cuz it's as far away as they can get from their mama/
They wanna go someplace where they don't feel like a child/
To see all the real hedonists out in the wild
And everybody says that it's just a state of mind/
Earthquake country with a limited time/
But the beach boys would never ever tell you a lie/
So follow your heart to poppies under blue skies
I'm gonna wander 'round Joshua Tree/
And think about all the artists who came before me/
And wonder about who I'll turn out to be/
I hope she's someone who knows what she believes
There's no better escape than these Pacific blue waves/
Yeah we're all breathin in a cerulean haze/
Sometimes life can really feel like some sadistic maze/
But we'll figure it out and we'll all be okay
