Rangy coyote runs from a ghetto bird in the smog
A peaceful eater of berries with a heart of down
Vainly looking for love, love, only finding a fight
With the killers of rabbits and the chaparral bums

In the sage to find a shivering fawn
A little something to hang his hopes on

He's the breather of fog now and a lover of light
He's a ghost in the canyon, both a dog and a deer
He's a singer of a sad song, only wanted to be
A piece of the story, a part of our movie

Across the scrub, the lights of Avalon
A little something to hang his hopes on

Across the scrub, the lights of Avalon
A little something to hang his hopes on

Vainly looking for love, love, only finding a fight
With the killers of rabbits and the chaparral bums
Rangy coyote runs from a ghetto bird in the smog
A peaceful eater of berries with a heart of down

In the sage to find a shivering fawn
A little something to hang his hopes on