Bixby Canyon Bridge

I descended a dusty gravel ridge

Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge

Until I eventually arrived

At the place where your soul had died

And barefoot in the shallow creek

I grabbed some stones from underneath

And waited for you to speak to me

In the silence, it became so very clear

That you had long ago disappeared

I cursed myself at being surprised

That this didn't play like it did in my mind

All the way from San Francisco

As I chased the end of your road

'Cause I've still got miles to go

And I want to know my fate

If I keep up this way

It's hard to want to stay awake

When everyone you meet

They all seem to be asleep

And you wonder if you're missing your dream

You can't see a dream

You can't see a dream

You just can't see a dream

A dream, a dream, a dream, a dream

A dream, a dream, a dream, a dream

A dream, a dream, a dream, a dream

And then it started getting dark

I trudged back to where the car was parked

No closer to any kind of truth

As I must assume was the case with you