LAX
[Testo di "LAX"]
Look at the sparkling Big Dipper
This is the old me who talks
To the young me in 1968
Not far from LA
Wide fields of wheat
Remember the sparkling Big Dipper?
It doesn't likely exist anymore
Night lights erase stars and comets
Not far from LA
There’s no more wheat
I need to get out of the city
Kinda N-O-M-A-D-I-C
Imagine the lives of others
Sitting on their plane, on my plane
She broke down in tears, my God
Distance repairs, no way
She broke down in tears, my God
Distance repairs, no way
I've never been on a plane
I dream of Lorraine
Down here is better than daydreams
Ok, just stop asking why, please
Not again, not again
I need to get out of the city
Kinda N-O-M-A-D-I-C
Imagine the lives of others
Sitting on their plane, on my plane
The weather is getting worse and worse
How could you do that? This is gonna hurt
Imagine the lives of others
Sitting on their plane, on my plane
She broke down in tears, my God
Distance repairs, fuck no way
She broke down in tears, my God
Distance repairs