Somebody painted, new beginnings on the sidewalk
Feet heavy on the concrete, heart ache, walled off
A lot to unpack still, and I’ve been hitting roadblocks
Trying to see the bright side, nighttime neon
I walk these streets alone, to right where we went wrong
Blame it on ambition, blame it on my youth
If everything was different, oh, but darling, what’s the use
Of digging up old demons? Two versions of the truth
Kicking rocks and wishing on this Angeleno Moon
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Seven long summers, bled into one another
Time is like a jet plane, over, under
Cars are all flying, separate from each other
Terracotta corners deep in the suburbs
I walk these streets alone
To right where we went wrong
Blame it on ambition, blame it on my youth
If everything was different, oh, but darling, what’s the use
Of digging up old demons? Two versions of the truth
Kicking rocks and wishing on this Angeleno Moon
This Angeleno Moon, La Jolla Avenue, reflecting off the roof
Walking home with you
Blame it on ambition, blame it on my youth
If everything was different, oh, but darling, what’s the use
Of digging up old demons? Two versions of the truth
Kicking rocks and wishing on this Angeleno Moon
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, wishing on this
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, wishing on this
Ah, ah, ah, ah
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