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