Letra de Los Feliz Arms

We packed up and moved 'cross town
Leaving Los Feliz, Griffith Park
And the breakfast spots where we used to haunt
The shine of Hillhurst days:
Broken windows of my car
Neighbors setting off their fire alarms
Crisp nights you could feel
Remember the view from the hill?
Moon dividing up the man-made lake...
Don't forget those days we stayed in to escape the race
Days we hid from the phone and made out
Left the world alone
We were standing in the light
Hoping to catch a glimpse of what we thought was right
Thursday night at Bigfoot Lodge
Rubbing shoulders with the slobs…
Passed us a Walker on the rocks
Crisp nights too unreal…
We are standing in the light
Waiting to catch a glimpse of what we know is right