San Luis - Gregory Alan Isakov

[Verse 1]
Weightlessness, no gravity
Were we somewhere in-between?
I’m a ghost of you, you’re a ghost of me
A bird’s-eye view of San Luis

[Verse 2]
Oh, highway boys all sleeping in
With their dirty mouths and broken strings
Oh, their eyes are shining like the sea
For you, the queen of San Luis
I’m a ghost of you, you’re a ghost of me
A bird’s-eye view of San Luis

[Bridge]
Cutting through the avenues
I'd always find my way to you
Beside the hook, the hammer lies
Fumbling round in the smoke
Spending time chasing ghosts
Hold me down, hold me down, child
Hold me down, hold me down, child

[Verse 3]
California called you queen
With your golden hair and magazine
Were you somewhere in-between?
Fast asleep, a flying dream

[Outro]
I'm a ghost of you, you’re a ghost of me
A bird’s-eye view of San Luis
I'm a ghost of you, you’re a ghost of me
A bird’s-eye view of San Luis
I'm a ghost of you, you’re a ghost of me
A bird’s-eye view of San Luis
I'm a ghost of you, you’re a ghost of me
A bird’s-eye view of San Luis

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In an interview with Atwood Magazine, Isakov gave some insight into the songwriting process behind “San Luis”: “I started it in the Great Sand Dunes in San Luis Valley in Southern Colorado, and there’s a lot of Colorado in that song. The feelings and the kind of spirits that I found there, that made it into the writing. But I finished it in San Luis Obispo, in California on tour. And it was trippy, because I was in this hotel, and it felt bizarre.”

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Song: San Luis
Vocal: Gregory Alan Isakov
Music & Lyrics: Gregory Alan Isakov
Album: Evening Machines
Produced By: Gregory Alan Isakov, Andrew Berlin & Tucker Martine
Recorded At: Starling Farm in Boulder County, Colorado
Release Date: October 5, 2018