Perils of an Angelino

Full Moon Junction overhead
And at the Golden State 5 overpass
Is where I sometimes leave my Better Judgement
Not wanting to hydroplane on
A slick sheet of inhibihition
But still skating on iced out letters
Spelling out my name
In this brink of insanity
A bit overly dramatic
I know
But it is being Hollywood romantic
That makes an artist a martyr these days

I am one part romance/one part real
I am half over sensitized/ the other wants to feel
Half of me is in love and would do anything for him
While the other can’t stand that I have to do so much
For him to love me back

Los Angeles cradles my dreams in pockets of street lights
While covering my eyes so I couldn’t see the stars
“I don’t want you to see how high your hopes can fly up.
I don’t want you to get hurt,” he says

He lets me sing as loud and as long as I want
Even dancing in harmony to my melody
But turns a deaf ear to my cries
“Crying washes residue from your third eye,” he says,
That doesn’t mean I will like what I see

Transient dreams trying to be prodigal sons
Prodigy suns wanting to set in the West
But the obligatory rise is what they forget
From La Brea to Highland
From Olympic to Sunset
Transient dreams wanting to come home
Transient dreams wanting to come home

Full Moon Junction overhead
And at the Golden State 5 overpass
Is where I sometimes leave my Better Judgement




thanks for the wake up call, roc