modern Eden... (121 hits)
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Submitted by Perkman. (View user info) at 2009-10-12 14:52:59 EDT
Wrote this when I was in L.A. on a visit with my buddies. This was at a warehouse party we went to. They played this song and I loved it and wrote this to it. Enjoy... Passion Pit-The Reeling..http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jp1Dk7nzs7M&feature=PlayList&p=D98ACE87E67D060B Listen to this as you read.
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She walked out into the limelight,
As the moon glittered all around her and on her,
As she danced in the pretty limelight she would toss and turn,
Sway and run,
Skip,
She could see the city for its mystery now,
She was ready now,
She needed something new and foreign,
Something unhinged and free,
She wanted to find it,
As she stepped around the streets and she looked into the city of dreams,
The stories she was told...
Were they to be true? She did not know but she was finally ready,
She would find this city...
He came into the forefront,
As the power of the booze swelled inside him,
As his stomach began to get warm and he found that translucent feeling,
He looked around the city and wanted to find himself today,
Maybe if he searched to the underground scene,
The hipster spots,
The places where they would go,
He looked into the moonlight as he walked up to the warehouse,
He could hear the music bump through the walls,
He could feel the beats of the drums from his toes up to his ear drums
As he felt the mystery and the fleetingness of happiness,
He decided to live,
He saw the moonlight and found a wave of calm come over him.
He loved the moonlight,
Off he was to find love, find happiness, find himself on these city streets,
He looked around the city as he strolled and met up with his friends by the warehouse,
As the house music played and they danced,
They did not realize that they were in Eden,
They were in Eden that could never exist again,
This place was greater than Thebes...
It was true and fruitful,
This was the cradle of civilization,
But no one understood it,
They all thought civilization was eons ago,
Fairy tales in history books,
They didn't realize that later on,
This place they love,
This place they breathe,
This city they live in,
Will be in history books,
They are living the best times,
And the worst times...
In the city where everyone longs to be,
Where it can all be seen,
Or done,
Or lived,
The rich man's Eden,
As the beats pump through the victims' bodies,
As the ecstasy and pills kick in,
As the colored lights beam, and flash amongst their eyes
As they wonder "Is this how I will always be?"
As that thought roles through their minds as they dance away their sorrows...
Their pains...
They answer is no,
This isn't how they will always be...
That fact makes them dance harder makes them dance as if it is there last,
Everyone knew Eden wasn't made to last,
They know that this time will never happen again,
As the girl see's the boy,
As their eyes meet with the crystal light, of the moonlight through a window,
They lock in euphoria and love as they kiss,
this is their time,
There moment,
It will never be again,
This city,
This civilization,
Will be written about...
they will recall that they lived...
this city...
is Los Angeles...
They lost city it is...
As the Angels dance amongst mortals, taken and tainted by Satan's vices,
Dancing on the dance floor, on pills, and drugs,
watching as their lives pass them by,
Trying to hold on to a moment of serenity,
and love...
Fallen they have...
but this Eden,
This city...
will be written about,
This city is L.A...
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Submitted by EmissionImpossible (user info) at 2009-10-12 14:54:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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