[Verse 1] The redwoods stand tall in the damp morning mist Where I learned how to work and I learned how to live My boots hit the soil up in Humboldt’s thick pines The river runs deep and it claims what is mine But she’s got a fire, she’s got that dry golden glow From a place where the saguaro and ironwood grow [Chorus] Now it’s a tug of war underneath the sun Between the mountain shade and the desert run Do we pack for the fog, do we pack for the sand? Where do we lay our heads, where do we take our stand? Between the canyon heat and the towering pine I’m lost in the space where our two worlds entwine [Verse 2] She talks of the heat when the summer sky burns Watching the dust as the dry season turns She loves how the horizon stretches out wide No shadows to hide in, nowhere to reside But I miss the damp, I miss the moss on the stone And the sound of the rain that I’ve always known [Bridge] The map on the table is worn at the crease Can’t find the middle, can’t find any peace Arizona is calling with copper-hued light But the North Coast is singing in the dead of the night [Chorus] It’s a tug of war underneath the sun Between the mountain shade and the desert run Do we pack for the fog, do we pack for the sand? Where do we lay our heads, where do we take our stand? Between the canyon heat and the towering pine I’m lost in the space where our two worlds entwine [Outro] Maybe we’ll choose a place in between Where the sagebrush meets the evergreen Or maybe we’ll choose, yeah, maybe we’ll choose To have the redwoods or the desert views Just as long as we’re pulling in the same direction Lost in the map of our own connection.
