From the recording Hope Street

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Brad Colerick, acoustic guitar, lead vocal; Dave Ristrim, pedal steel; David Plenn, electric guitar; Guillermo Guzmán, bass.

Lyrics

It took some time to believe it

Sometimes truth just doesn’t care to settle in

Like an uninvited guest or a tightness in your chest
The air is clear here all around me
I can see what really matters to me now

I wish you’d send another picture

Of your new favorite huevos rancheros

We were los dos amigos

And I will trod through these fields that together we plowed

I can hear that steel guitar forever long and loud

And I will climb up this mountain rock by rock through this dark cloud
And put some pressure on the pain

Til the Santa Ana winds call my name

You always liked the open highway

Another town to discover something new

When we were driving down the road we seldom turned on the radio
And you were always there beside me

A stoic champion full of kindness and laughter

You knew a thing or two or three about almost anything

Well I could use your insight now

As I trod through these fields that together we plowed

I can hear that steel guitar, forever long and loud

And I will climb up this mountain rock by rock through this dark cloud
And put some pressure on the pain

Til the Santa Ana winds call my name

What am I supposed to do

I’ve lost my bearings without you

We couldn’t wait to get to Fraser

A few miles from the continental divide

We’ve got some miles to go tomorrow
Tonight it’s Pepe O’saka's for los dos amigos

And I will sing with my voice til I have nothing more to say

And I will never forget your graciousness along the way

And I will raise up my glass to every note we got to play
But it’ll never be the same
No, it’ll never be the same

Til the Santa Ana winds call my name
Til the Santa Ana winds call my name