Echo Park

Sun is rising on an other cafe

Weekends in Echo Park don't make a difference

So it seems

Cause the writers in a booth

They're still working out their arc

Oh on the weekends in Echo Park

While my love's away at work

I'll bob and weave through the style streets of Sunset Boulevard

Where everybody's avant garde

And questioning remarks

Of the oligarch oh on the street and in the yards

I wouldn't have it any other way

Oh I'd stay as long as I can bare

Revolving faces of the storefronts

Corporate coming in to bore us

But the wind is fine

Long as my rent won't climb

I'm living in Echo Park

I wouldn't have it any other way

Oh I'd stay as long as I don't tire

From the rising cost of coffee

The skyline inching higher

But the sights are free

Oh I long to be

At the fountain and the lake

Circle by the lark

That I walk

Each night at dark