Augustana:California's Burning

California's burning, burning, burning to the ground
And my head is turning, turning, turning round and round
Alie's stomach's churning, churning, like a storm today
And your mother's crying, crying, closing up the safe

And I'm here, wondering where the sun has gone
Driving through a Midwest storm
Asking why there's no one home

Encinitas likes to miss me, like nobody's child
And my eyes like rainy Tuesdays, like to watch you smile

And I'm here, wondering where the sun has gone
Driving through a Midwest storm
Asking why there's no one home