Fingernail sky and silver moon
Red stop light in hotel room
Freeways free the city's womb
Another bad film is coming soon
So I'm calling you
From a curtained stage
In a strange cafe
On the strangest day
And the metal birds
Have all flown away
From the dirty sky
Above LA
And the palm trees grow (The air is thick)
Like you said they do (I stick my finger)
And the water here (In it, tastes like)
Is Freon Blue (Rotten sky)
So I'm calling you (I think I might)
From a curtained stage (Be sick)
In a strange cafe (I think I might)
On the strangest day (Die)
Firing snapshots, they come back late
Not enough light to take on shade
The walls are lined with fading paint
Neon signs outshine the rain
So I'm calling you
From a curtained stage
In a strange cafe
On the strangest day
And the metal birds (So many words)
Have all flown away (Unspoken)
From the dirty sky (Lead to a heart)
Above LA (Broken)
And the palm trees grow (So many words)
Like you said they do (Unspoken)
And the water here (Lead to a heart)
Is Freon Blue (Broken)
So I'm calling you (So many words)
From a curtained stage (Unspoken)
In a strange cafe (Lead to a heart)
On the strangest day (Broken)
The sky is coming down in sobs
Satellites preach money is god
Astroturf's more fun for dogs
When we leave our room we end up lost
So I'm calling you (So many words)
From a curtained stage (Unspoken)
In a strange cafe (Lead to a heart)
On the strangest day (Broken)
And the metal birds (So many words)
Have all flown away (Unspoken)
From the dirty sky (Lead to a heart)
Above LA (Broken)
And the palm trees grow (So many words)
Like you said they do (Unspoken)
And the water here (Lead to a heart)
Is Freon Blue (Broken)
So I'm calling you (So many words)
From a curtained stage (Unspoken)
In a strange cafe (Lead to a heart)
On the strangest day (Broken)
And the metal birds (So many words)
Have all flown away (Unspoken)
From the dirty sky (Lead to a heart)
Above LA (Broken)
And the palm trees grow (So many words)
Like you said they do (Unspoken)
And the water here (Lead to a heart)
Is Freon Blue (Broken)
The air is thick
I stick my finger in it
It tastes like rotten sky
I think I might be sick
I think I might die