@migu music@

Sinner(?) southern

The streets are cold eyes

Watching ahead of them

With no good reason to not break down she sighs

And stares at the overpass

Full of all the reasons she's leaving town she swears

That it will be better then

If only she could see it'll follow her always

And then it's suddenly overpass.

Love your troubled ways

We can make them all mine

Santa Ana's blowing stories 'cross the skyline

Of a city that the angels found it fit to name

Against the black shine

A million little white lights

Afraid to merge so we hide behind late nights

And the voices crying "Lover, it'll be alright... "

Feel-young city of privilege, make believe

Until it becomes true

Follow in the traces of someone else's lies

But it doesn't become you

She said, "it's not a full moon yet,” and her body it seems to agree

As I vow to the stars on the sidewalk

Though I don't know what you hope to see

Love your troubled ways

We can make them all mine

Santa Ana's blowing stories 'cross the skyline

Of a city that the angels found it fit to name

Against the black shine

A million little white lights

Afraid to merge so we hide behind late nights

And the voices crying "Lover, it'll be alright... "

She misses the seasons

And stay at home nights

Now you should have seen her

Bathed in sunset red lights

Please tell her I love her

But the city won't change

It's cold and unflinching

Ever lovely and strange

Love your troubled ways

We can make them all mine

Santa Ana's blowing stories 'cross the skyline

Of a city that the angels found it fit to name

Against the black shine

A million little white lights

Afraid to merge so we hide behind late nights

And the voices crying "Lover, it'll be alright... "

Love your troubled ways

We can make them all mine

Santa Ana's blowing stories 'cross the skyline

Of a city that the angels found it fit to name

Against the black shine

A million little white lights

Afraid to merge so we hide behind late nights

And the voices crying "Lover, it'll be alright... "