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Maisie Peters

Lost Angeles

 

Lost Angeles


I could use somewhere different
Another timezone somewhere blue
Coz all I see is through your eyes now
This town is set in stone
In picture frames that came from you
Maybe if I take a plane
I'll escape the ache you left
Another ground maybe will settle my foundations
Reattach my bones and capture my breath

I'll get lost in Los Angeles, taking my time
Walking right past the street lights, will they show a sign
That I'm falling to mend
Not just falling behind again
I'll get lost in Los Angeles, no one awake
Tracing gaps in the pavement, my heart starts to ache
Coz theres just no escaping
I'm lost everywhere down to you
So, Lost Angeles, I guess you will do

Every footpath is too winding
Every hill is far too tall
And I'm just so tired of running, tired of searching
Just want somewhere your name ain't carved in every wall

I'll get lost in Los Angeles, taking my time
Walking right past the street lights, will they show a sign
That I'm falling to mend
Not just falling behind again
I'll just walk through Los Angeles, the sky turning gold
The city reflecting the ache that I hold
Every step that I take without you leads me further from home
So, Lost Angeles, I'm hoping you're strong

Maybe I could grow wings, get a new sense of space
Maybe by tomorrow I'll be long gone, just a little pink suitcase
And maybe I'll find somewhere, where once again I might belong
And not feel so ship wrecked
So utterly tossed out on my own
Not see hearts wonder if they're as scarred as my own
Not see places untouched on a map and think
Maybe this time, this one I'll call home
Oh, I just want to find somewhere solid to land
If I jump on a plane, will your heart leave my hand?

Don't come to Lost Angeles, I'm begging of you
Don't be selfish I need someplace I could start new
And not see you in every light, every stone, every face
Let me lose in Lost Angeles, the beauty we made
Leave it buried in soil, and cold english rain
And maybe a day where I won't think about you will fall
And I won't be so lost anymore

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