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you have been the one, you have been the one for me


Wednesday, February 23, 2005

los angeles is going through some hard times times right now.

i dont ever wanna feel like i did that day.

in the city where its always 80 and sunny, its hard to imagine that thered ever be a cloud in the sky. among palm trees and stone gates and blonde models all in a row, one could easily forget that rain even exists.

take me to the place i love, take me all the way.

and then the sky burns into black coal smoke and rivers of water pound the streets. ashlee simpson steps out on her porch and says wow this is must be what that tsunami thing was like.

and god throws lightning at the nearest tree and it falls and it splits her house in half. and the waters turn to mud and carry her two half houses down the street like two yellow goalposts after a football game in a red state.

i drive on her streets cuz shes my companion.

dave navarro stands outside under the rain and says god, my names not noah and i dont have a boat.

and god said dave, i said youre the savior of rock and roll, not the savior of hollyweird.

i walk through her hills cuz she knows who i am.

ive never actually been to the city of angels. from what i hear and what i read the only angels are the ones you dont read about on page six of the new york times. the city of angels is the closest thing to the city upon the hill that we all dream about. that far away place where all your dreams come true. the one magic place where fantasy and reality meet at a bar and get really drunk and end up going home together and fucking lionel ritchie style, all night long.

she sees my good deeds and she kisses me windy.

but i never worry

now that is a lie.

posted by accident at 6:11:00 PM +