| You wanna go back to your California
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| You wanna go back, go back to when it was great
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| It was long ago, your California
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| It might just be lightyears away
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| Slightly upstream from your California
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| And I know I mixed up
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| I mixed up in space and time
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| There is an era when the war’s just over
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| And when muddy water turn to wine
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| But here and now
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| We put out fires with our bodies
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| We put out fires using our bare hands
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| And we just can’t go back to where we want to
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| Where we need to, what we want to, where we belong
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| You just can’t go back to your California
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| You cease to exist time and time ago
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| You just might end up in a California
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| Pretty far from the one you left behind
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| And here and now
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| We put out fires with our bodies
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| We put out fires using our bare hands
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| And we just can’t go back to where we want to
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| Where we need to, what we want to, where we belong |