City of Angels
Truth, a five letter word for distinction.
Sometimes I feel I am losing sleep.
Dreaming of a good deed, one day sooner
or later.
Not enough sleep, not enough good places
to go.
I know of one place.
I lost my keys one day last week.
An apartment filled with desire, blinding
lights
& a halo up on a hill.
Further up the road I found my good deed
For little or nothin’
For the first time in a long time I laid & I slept for hours.
Finding myself beside you,
That one uninvited feeling after a million and
one
Bad invited feelings.
One day baby I am gonna thank you
One day baby you’ll see.
I’ll feed you from a bowl where everything
Will be alright.
One day, sooner or later.
The latter a beautiful mystique disguised
Under a halo.
One day, sooner or later.
I’ll find those keys & escape the boundaries
That live in my mind.
One day soon baby, I’ll get on my knees
& accept you as the truth I’ve known all along
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