Room With a View (narrative)

[Spoken Word]

Just now I was thinkin' bout another perfect day

Wishing it would come again your way

Down below, a sparkled city scatters by the bay

Tells you your suspicions are at play

One by one, a carpet of star-spangled cities sleep

Like so many dancing diamonds with a beat

Each of them are home with walls of stories they could tell

Meet the crack of dawn

A freeway starts to roll

An owl hoots it's last goodbye to a coyote on patrol

Each day keeps me guessin'

Will you take what I'm confessing?

Will you find the heartbeat in L.A.?