Drunk In LA

Can't help seeking corners Of dark and dead-end rooms Where the drinks keep pouring down And the candles keep me warm Isolation tenders Something fragile coming soon Skinny angels making eyes At cameras perched in every room I had a good run playing horses in my mind Left my heart out somewhere running, wanting strangers to be mine Memory's a sacred meat that's drying all the time On a hillside, I remember I am loving losing life Strawberries in springtime Pretty happy accidents My awareness that I'm lucky Rolling clouds over cement Maybe there's a screenplay Or a bathroom I can hide Down the hallways of a high school And the dances left behind I had a good run playing horses in my mind Left my heart out somewhere running Wanting strangers to be mine I would climb the Eiffel Tower, write letters on the sky How many turns it took to reach you I had a good run playing horses in my mind On a hillside, I remember I am loving losing life