Hazy
One more step before the finale, one more long step... A surreal life that promises so much but yet fulfils so little, perhaps a gap too far to bridge?The song, 'Santa Monica', plays softly in the background and breaks my reverie... I can still vividly recall those moments where I reach for her but she slips out of my touch... We agreed that this will be for the best... In my hazy memories, she departs with a longing look and flushed cheeks... I guess, this might just be best, for now...
Stormy skies, dark clouds and torrential downpour...With some hope, things might just brighten up, soon... Let me slip back into that reverie and relive that cherished moment... maybe?
Santa Monica, Savage Garden
In Santa Monica in the winter time
The lazy streets so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa Monica you get your
Coffee from
The coolest places on the
Promenade
Where people dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable everywhere
You turn
Its there I sit and wonder what am i
Doing here
But on the telephone line i
Am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or
Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the
Difference
Or would you
In Santa Monica all the people got
Modern names
Like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica on the boulevard
You'll have to dodge those
In line skaters
Or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more
Than this
But on the telephone line i
Am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or
Norman mailer
And you wouldn't know the
Difference
On the telephone line I am
Any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader or
Space invader
And you wouldn't know
The difference
Or would you
California awaits the true believer...perhaps? Any subscriptions?
posted by -tourniquet- @ 11/10/2007 01:59:00 pm
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