San Bernardino - The Mountain Goats

We got in your car and we hit the highway

Eastern sun was rising over the mountains

Yellow and blood red bits

Like a kaleidoscope

And flaming swords may guard the Garden of Eden

But we consulted maps from earlier days

Dead languages on our tongues

Holding onto our last hope

And the day was bright and fine

And the highway sign said

«San Bernardino welcomes you»

I checked us into our motel and filled the bathtub

And you got in the warm, warm water

I pulled petals from my pocket

I loved you so much just then

And it was hard but you were brave

You are splendid

And we will never be alone in this world

No matter what they say

We’re gonna be okay

We were safe inside

And our new son cried:

«San Bernardino, welcomes you.»