Its hard to believe the beauty around me
when its so rare and fine,
calling me, my eyes water with want
and my soul aches for the loss of it
but my car won't start today
and I've never got enough time
to do all those mundane things
this dusty smoggy LA life is full of.
I don't know where the shining haired
beautiful people are today,
there's none in my mirror.
Though, sometimes, when my car starts
and I've got a dollar in my pocket
I can convince my friends I might know something
just to see their eyes begin to water....
gallagher
17 jan 75
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —