In the California of my mind,
one night I was out walking,
looking for the star that fell to Earth.
All the palm trees bending to my will,
all the red tails circling the kill,
in a big black hole where the universe gave birth.
I'm changing, I'm changing my dear,
getting stranger and stranger I fear.
Let's get out of here, let's get out of here,
learning, learning, learning how to disappear.
Now I'm wondering what it is I'm doing,
and I'm wondering who I am,
and I stay up all night dancing in the sand.
I've been curled up by the fire,
I've been dreaming like a dog,
and I feel like this pale angel understands.
That I'm changing, I'm changing my dear,
getting stranger, much stranger I fear.
Let's get out of here, let's get out of here,
learning, learning, learning how to disappear.
Yes, I am learning, learning how to disappear, disappear.
In a fever lost in the olive groves,
where the martyrs marched and fell,
in the desert between Heaven between Hell.
Then the wind picked up and the dogs went mad,
and were howling all around
and it was above as it is below,
and I went beneath the ground.
I'm changing, changing my dear;
it's getting stranger and stranger I fear.
Let's get out of here, let's get out of here,
learning, learning, learning how to disappear.
I am learning, learning how to disappear.
Yes, I am learning, learning how to disappear.