I was surfing this tidal wave,
of faded glories.
A San Diego
Well, what can you do
When all that surrounds you
Says slow
How did you do it?
'Well,' she said, 'smoke & mirrors...
Anything
Well they're sure keen on dancin'
Those Hollywood kids, those Hollywood
I'll return under the cover of night
Oh those were simpler
Out of time, out of love
I followed you away from
You don't need to be afraid
Those hesitations of the past.
Youire
Oh nothing changes round here, oh nothing changes round here
Oh
Yeah, you're burning
Oh, you're burning
My ears with your travelling tales
Lately
I'm gettin the impression
That my baby
Is moving down to LA
For
Well tell me where it all went wrong
And tell me
You remember being beautiful.
Regrets, regrets, regrets.
Did you take those flee
how the curse of comfort has plagued your artistic life
Slow down lately lives are moving too fast
Put your money
I told you I'd take you away from here
I told
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