Lemon

Sour lemon eyes

Staring down the daylight

And the LA River makes you laugh

You say, why’s a gutter got a name like that?

You’re towelin’ up your wet hair

I hear your coffee grind

The credits rollin on last night’s late night

We’re always somewhere between

leaving and arrived

I just wanna be here at the same time

Slouching when you walk

Just like Hillhurst palms

A penny and a lotto ticket to scratch

You win enough to keep you coming back

A cross above the freeway

Holy neon light

Everybody crawling for their lives

You're watching your reflection

In a tv turned off

How long you gonna pay more than it costs?

Lemon eyes

Trying to let the light in

Lemon eyes

All our streets are Violet