Big Sur Lyrics - One Fast Move Or I'm Gone: Music From Kerouac's Big Sur - Jay Farrar

Settling down with warm-glow wood stove and kerosene 

peace you're looking for, peace you'll find 

in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of big sur 

Rapturous ring of silence pacific fury flashing on the rocks, the sea shroud towers 

the innocence of health and stillness in the wild of big sur 

This whole surface of the world as we know it now 

will be covered with the silt of a billion years in time 

And I see as much as doors will allow 

A long way from the Beat generation 

Here comes the nightly moth who is nightly dead in Big Sur 

Best thing to do is not be false the rocks of the valley have no howl of complaint 

And I'm just a sick clown and so is everybody else in Big Sur