At a dive on the hill with Noah
He's a friend I'll take to the end
Sipping beers talking records and women
And the hours wasted on them
Start thinking about a girl from Ohio
And the night she showed me some skin
Fell asleep on the floor of her bedroom
Though her sheets were calling me in
Cal
I know we haven't talked in a while
I haven't seen your face in three years
Somehow it's hard to pick up the dial
It's so easy to disappear
Cal
Drove that long road up the mountain
In the town where we gave up the ghost
Got as far along as your doorstep
Before my conscious told me to go
Cal
