The Stone Coyotes

Almost Sounds Like California

The Stone Coyotes
written by B. Keith


I’ve been thinking for a while now

Something’s gotta give

What do you say we make a vow?

Find the spark we started with


How about you, amigo?

Shall we go dancing cheek to cheek?

We could scale these prison walls

You’ve still got that wild streak


There’s a wind outside my door

It’s an old familiar friend

Almost sounds like California

Saying, “Stranger, where you been?”


We all have our souvenirs

Something held apart

A little treasure tucked away

In a corner of the heart


A flower pressed in paper

A letter in a drawer

Mine’s a seashell from Laguna

I can hear the Pacific Ocean roar


Let’s trip the light fantastic

Go hear that crooner sing

“Where the Blue of the Night

                    Meets the Gold of the Day”

The Santa Ana’s calling