Crystal Falls

Crystal Falls where I used to live A California town on the Sonora Ridge A big cold lake and Harley Davidson bikes I was just thirteen, man, that place was outta sight I'm looking back to the embers of time Panning for gold under the pines Down in Crystal Falls Midwestern boy, I didn't know much at all Sophisticated girls hanging out at the mall My mother's A-frame, we used to smoke a pipe Of clove cigarettes on chilly autumn nights I'm looking back to the embers of time Panning for gold under the pines Down in Crystal Falls Down in Crystal Falls We were packing up just as I was settling in My mother got a job in Pinedale, Wyoming In Crystal Falls, I met a few good friends But it was just another stop, I never saw them again We had to move, it was such a good time That innocence had stayed there behind I'm looking back to the embers of time Panning for gold under the pines Down in Crystal Falls Down in Crystal Falls Embers of time keep on burning Push me forward to the light Slowly I keep on learning If only I could get it right Get it right Get it right