Santa Fe Video (MV)

God, I hate New Mexico
And I hate the desert
But you were there
And that made it all the better
You said my freckled face looked fine
Among the lizards and the rabbits
But my mind was far away
Somewhere nestled in the city
Of hill country
Here in Santa Fe
The beetles are the size of stones
And the dusty winds
They blow and they blow
The air is cold as ice
But the sun will scorch your skin
So throw on your favorite jacket
And make sure that it unzips
It'll be the summer of music
It'll be the summer of fun
So pack up all your things and throw them in the truck
Yeah, let's drive to California
And put on a few shows
It might be a waste of time
But let's see how it goes
Out here by the sea
The air is sweet and salty
The winds are warm
And there's dogs in every back seat
Every stranger's got a bed
That they'll lend you if they're willing
With pockets filled of pennies
And smiles speaking impress me
And no one wants to talk to you
If you can't keep up with small talk
And no one wants to listen
If you can't sing and look up
Forget about the feeling
And give them a good time
Make them laugh
And you'll take off in no time
It'll be the summer of awakening
The summer of dying young
So take what you used to know
And watch it come undone
No one wants to hear you sing
Of your honesty and truth
Give them a song about nothing
Something they can dance too
It'll be the summer of who I was
And who I am now
It'll be the summer of you tried and that's what really counts
Just a few more weeks
And you'll be on your way back home
But home is where you feel the most safe
And I'm not sure that I know that place
But I love my brother and sister
I guess I'll find my home in them
It used to be the music
It was the sound of a guitar
It was a pencil on notebook paper
Singing in the car
But it's something different now
Something so unfamiliar
So unfamiliar