Gabriel Kahane & Brooklyn Rider - The Fiction Issue Part VI lyrics

[Verse 1] Later driving East along Santa Monica boulevard Leaving Los Angeles listening to recordings Of some relevant well dressed popular icon I will remember the poet's admiration (not the poets the Rabi's) And think about what it is to be loved and whether that can be in love What it is to be loved and whether that I can be in love [Verse 2] In my room beside the bed with the books on the floor Nights I hear and heard the cars from traffic through the door Come fast go fast to dream of the cloud in my blue sky Sit on it and you will find us slowly there Time to pick to repair in my dream I drive a wall I drive it to the light Look before the airport risk wait til I speak to improvise Somewhere someday we find of this rooms I have Every distance wanted are the innocence we shared For now our injured I lay waste and the truck's ground the sound How the building and the floods are now taxi's turning still and silver clean this morning Will it all bring peace I believe our city will be fine I divine we'll be fine