[Verse 1]
Later driving East along Santa Monica boulevard
Leaving Los Angeles listening to recordings
Of some relevant well dressed popular icon
I will remember the poet's admiration (not the poets the Rabi's)
And think about what it is to be loved and whether that can be in love
What it is to be loved and whether that I can be in love
[Verse 2]
In my room beside the bed with the books on the floor
Nights I hear and heard the cars from traffic through the door
Come fast go fast to dream of the cloud in my blue sky
Sit on it and you will find us slowly there
Time to pick to repair in my dream I drive a wall I drive it to the light
Look before the airport risk wait til I speak to improvise
Somewhere someday we find of this rooms I have
Every distance wanted are the innocence we shared
For now our injured I lay waste and the truck's ground the sound
How the building and the floods are now taxi's turning still and silver clean this morning
Will it all bring peace I believe our city will be fine I divine we'll be fine