City of Angels

Truth, a five letter word for distinction. Sometimes I feel I am losing sleep. Dreaming of a good deed, one day sooner or later. Not enough sleep, not enough good places to go. I know of one place. I lost my keys one day last week. An apartment filled with desire, blinding lights & a halo up on a hill. Further up the road I found my good deed For little or nothin’ For the first time in a long time I laid & I slept for hours. Finding myself beside you, That one uninvited feeling after a million and one Bad invited feelings. One day baby I am gonna thank you One day baby you’ll see. I’ll feed you from a bowl where everything Will be alright. One day, sooner or later. The latter a beautiful mystique disguised Under a halo. One day, sooner or later. I’ll find those keys & escape the boundaries That live in my mind. One day soon baby, I’ll get on my knees & accept you as the truth I’ve known all along