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plastic_venision

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where is the LA I've heard about
where the music rings soft yet loud
echoes between the palm trees
sway in the sea breeze
floods through the window in my wall
looks out and up upon a fall
of the sky of diamond in a black velvet dress
scracthed by the glow of broken glass
paves the road to fame money and lust
empty eyed beautiful in clouds of sparkling dust
surrounds my quiet savage heights
the world rushing by in a blur of lights
embrached by iced tears and violent cries
as i slowly raise my hand to shield my eyes
from the rain of silver threads that connect me
to this bittersweet reality
this is what i need and desire
city of eyes of fire
angel city of dark lights
taking me to new heights
was it all a dream, a lie
i cannot reach it if I try
there is no diamond dust or silver rain
the emptiness gives birth to pain
there are no windows in this wall
there are no things in my control
there is no sand under my feet
In My LA I Wish We'll Meet.
[ 17 February 2002: Message edited by: plastic_venision ]
 
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