Close your eyes, close your eyes,
The sun has dripped through the skies
Brushing unlikely colors over your haze.
Hush now it’s just the day’s end, not the end of days.
With the dawn the sun will repave your mean streets with gold,
And I’ve placed a quilt of dim stars between us and the cold.
Good night, Los Angeles.
Your dusty heart quakes,
But when the bough breaks,
The sea will catch you and cradle you deep.
Sleep, baby sleep.
As a girl I sang along, but never really understood
How it might feel sad buying that clock on Hollywood.
Turning away from miles of tarnished sand.
With the dawn, I’m afraid I’ll understand.
But tonight we’re all sleeping angels in a promised land.
Good night, Los Angeles.
Your dusty heart quakes,
But when the bough breaks,
The sea will catch you and cradle you deep.
Sleep, baby sleep.
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