Desert heart

We came here in '65
When the desert dream was still alive
Signed in the papers in July
Never gave up hoping
Lines of trailers side by side
Winking in the morning light
Double wide on the highway north of Fleta

They dug here and they came up empty
Came back steady
Came back strong
We got life instead of silver
In place of winter
Your desert heart

Desert sage and the sky above
Spanish grain and Indian blood
Pressed together in the dirt
Weathered back to nothing
Flower of the ironwood
Bitter heart, twisted root
Gather all these spirits up
Make them into something

They dug here and they came up empty
Came back steady
Came back strong
We got life instead of winter
Desert flower
Desert heart

Mary had a dream last night
Woke me in the morning light
I saw the desert in her eyes
As I wiped the tears from them
There were lines of trailers all on fire
On the highway north of Fleta
Like we'd never been here all this time
Blown away to nothing

They dug here and they came up empty
Came back steady
Came back strong
Lights are on, cold Mojave
Desert flower
Desert heart 

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