The last great night that LA ever had

The city at night
the last great night
of a great era

The lights
the chill of fresh rain
of winter
of Los Angeles in
Mid December

Oh those beautiful lights
I fell in love
with you
years ago
They always fill my heart with love

When will we know?
tommorrow
next week
I have no control
I feel more wild than
the unstable air

Feral
wolflike
alone
brooding
but still
just barking at the moon.

How senseless
an act
because it will never cease
to rise
nor will
my will influence
Yours.

For wanting. For fear of expulsion.

Dont change my life
not yet
not this way

Don't let us
disgrace us
with
natural facts of life

This could be
one of the last days
of this life
After that
who knows

We'll live through it
but if this cup
could pass
I'd cry
for joy

The cradle as a cage
for you
and me
Find a way out
i'm desperately
crying out
in the darkness
for
a way out

A way to not pay for our sins
A way to defer them
I'd pray for forgiveness
but I know
that we are

But that doesn't save us
in this life

Save us
in this life
I fall asleep wanting

I fall asleep soundly
one more night in the garden
shameless
and free
I pray for many more nights
but I feel
it might be one of the last.

The wind came and swept my anger away

The winds came
and swept my anger away
the tree's cheered
and howled
and hooted
like our audience
and you cried
to see me
and I
knew
Things were gonna be ok
not yet
but soon
The next morning
trees were all over the roads
power lines were splintered
but what we have
is
only a little stronger.

The wind came
and swept my anger away
and somehow
kept us close
together.