Sunset bouillevard of my dreams
Catch the reflection of glass through your beams
Open the window of my thoughts
Let the crystals of sunshine melt what my pain brought
Until it heats away the crisp whisper of your night
Where the darkness of ghosts and my agonies fight
Taxis, 'Walk' and 'Don't walk' feed
Red, green and yellow into the picture of hollywood
But all that's famous is my lost neighborhood
Where you my dear used to live and occupy my heart
Neon lights from chinese's flicker but no happiness can brighten the blackness eroding in me.
Streets, junctions, high and motor ways and we stay to be - Stay divided, you and me.
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