John Kahn

American, babe.

In America's

This new song was my response to losing my home in the Palisades fire.

And it was just the way I dealt with it, which is what I think good art is all about, is sort of dealing with hardship in a way that's productive and universal to other people.

And although the song is particularly about the fires, I'm hoping that in a broader sense that it moves people that have had catastrophic loss in their lives, whether it be death, illness.

I mean, the fires is one thing, but everybody deals with loss on a daily basis.

And fed yourself, but still you wanted more Now there ain't nothing much left to say

And somehow I'll find the will So I can find a way Through the ashes Broken matches Nothing less there Should have lasted All that matters now Is where you turn

Clear skies you can see for miles After it burns Where'd you go?

You left so much behind That you can't take with Cause you can't take what is mine

And if I ever should see your face, I'll tell you, go back to hell, because that's the only place I won't look for you.

I won't waste another.

It's where you turn Clear skies you can see for miles

It doesn't stop now And from those ashes Broken matches Something good in All that tragic All that matters now Is where you turn Clear skies I can see

No, one day I'll smile again After it burns After it burns After it burns

That's correct.

I was there for 25 years.

I grew up in the Palisades, went to high school there, bought my first and only home in the Palisades.

And I do want to tell the posse one thing, Steve, because it's important to me.

And that is that you were one of the first people to reach out to me and I'll never forget it.