SOLANA BEACH SONG
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He sat by the fire on the greasy grass
When into a vision he was cast
A bison thunder echoed in his head
He flew like an arrow into the sun
A sacred voice it told of changes soon to come
oh grandfather...what have they done?

He saw the faces of people not yet born
He saw the black dog and the teepee torn
There were so many lies
He swung on the tail of the crescent moon
Along the shoreline, ten thousand empty canoes
He only wished it wasn't true

And then he slept and slept for days before he awoke
on Solana Beach with his spirit broke
The crowded bar was thick with smoke
It was such a joke

When they put his face in the magazine
and ran the story, his 'Twenty-something American Dream'
Who's gonna tell him what that means?
Who's gonna tell him what that means?