Ghostlimb - A Gobi of Suburbs lyrics

I hated you at first I couldn't sleep through the night No semblance of dread But strange flashes of light Dark grey and mauve walls White cobwebs and all Create a locus of triumph and defeat Too much has gone by in a single empty space That stands in the way of an unfettered escape Imagine the pull gravitational cosmos Every morning and afternoon Anxiety en route I turn my head each way to look at you Think of the guts destroyed The teeming overrun milieu "Amid so much open land there seemed to be no space that met their criteria of 'civilized urbanity'. Los Angeles, for all its fleshpots and enchantments, was experienced as a cultural antithesis to nostalgic memories of pre-fascist Berlin or Vienna...Los Angeles became increasingly symbolized as the 'anti-city', a Gobi of suburbs."¹