Lost Angels

There's a place I go to feel lost
Down the stream where tolerance was tossed
Thinking about diversity of thought
Driving down the magic time forgot

I know I don't know all the answers
And that's more than most
I'll always toast my blue coast
For playing host to all who follow

The sun will rise to make you feel older
But not high enough to warm her shoulder
Was it you or me that changed? I can't be sure
Stuck in this traffic jam we can't endure

I know that I know what I know
And there's only room to grow
Basking in her homely glow
For one last show
It's time for me to go

On my own
It's my world to roam
Against the undertow
Been dealt my last blow
Goodbye home



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Mcgrath
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