Lyrics
San Francisco bay,
The city that bears your name.
Golden sun, golden someone entering by golden gate
And we will wait for you singing, ah,
Yes, we will wait for you singing, ah.
Avocado stone,
Sweet mission citracine glow.
Concrete, hipsters and second hand cloths captured on skate video.
And we will wait for you singing, ah,
Yes, we will wait for you singing, ah.
Here we stand, hand in hand, near the sutro baths.
Ruins of what once was 'neath the din of waves deafening crash.
And we accept our fate, at last.
