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letra de angels for angeles (suite) - matt dahan

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[i: after the drought, part i]

this is the night
that keeps my moon
follow the light
i’ll find you soon
i’m gonna put my shadow in stone
i’m gonna find a new way home

after the drought
when the rain soaks me through
i’ll find out…

[ii: cardboard carrier]

i’m a cardboard carrier
with boxes piled high
my airplane splits the october sky
everything i know
i’m leaving it behind
tell my friends i made it out alive

some dreamers can’t be told
about the ocean depths
they’d rather find out how long
they can hold their breath
some dreamers have nightmares
about standing still
that’s why i’m never sleeping
when there’s time to k!ll

this is what i do
this is why i live
this is who i am
i have so much to give
they hear me play
they sing along
this is who i am
the torch has passed
the show goes on

[iii: frank (i hear it never rains in california)]

now, i know that we never met
but they say i have your hands
people tell me stories
about the concerts and the bands

we both became our instruments
with hammers in our heart
the strings of the piano
kept us from falling apart

now, i know that we don’t talk
but i know what you would say
that i have to follow my song
however far away

i hear it never rains in california

[iv: loud]

there are hills punched out of the ground
frozen fireworks that never melt
millions of people with millions of emotions
that just have to be felt

on a tv show or magazine
in a pop song or movie screen
from the pseudo-psycho superstars
to starving artists living in a garage

everybody’s carrying the dirt
they can’t shake off from their roots
they try to run, but it’s stuck to them like gum
on the bottom of their boots

some are worth forgetting
some are more than proud
either way, hold on tight
cos it’s gonna get loud
it’s gonna get loud
it’s gonna get loud

so many voices rise from the evangelists
who traded in their angels for angeles
it’s gonna get loud
it’s gonna get loud

[v: tell me]

if you stare down route 66
the lost highway that pours concrete into the pacific
you realize we come and go
but we don’t die, we just echo

we all share this fragile foundation
it’s plastered, painted over
by muses that abandoned their station
like old hollywood, i come and go
but dreams don’t die, they just echo
echo

i dream of my grandfather’s piano
and ask if i’m its voice
echoing through the time
did i ever have a choice?

this city has its wonders
this city of the sun
i’ve seen things that you would not believe
but sometimes it feels like
you’re the only ones
who remember how i used to be

father, tell me
mother, tell me
sister, tell me
sister, tell me
is being this far away
worth the stories i tell?
and you tell me:

“some dreamers can’t be told
about the ocean depths
they’d rather find out how long
they can hold their breath
some dreamers have a dream
that takes them far from home
but we are right behind you
and you’re not alone”

[vi: after the drought, part ii]

my pen hits the page with enough force
to shake the birds out of all the trees
i don’t need a blue sky to set my course
i’m taking back my keys
let it rain
i hope it pours, i hope it pours
i hope it floods, i’ll find the shore
i’m done with battles, bring on the war

this is the night
that keeps my moon
follow the light
i’ll find you soon
i’m gonna put my shadow in stone
i’m gonna find a new way home

after the drought
the water soaks me through
now i’m finding out
what life’s about
the water soaks me through
now i’m finding out
what life’s about

- matt dahan

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