Allman Brown - Lonely Hearts, Los Angeles

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I’m sitting in this hotel room tonight
Somewhere above my head, the Hollywood sign burning bright
Through the walls I hear lovers fight
The TV’s on, I keep it playing for the light
There’s ringing in my ears all the time
Beneath that noise a silence so divine
Twenty dollars for a drink from the minibar
Stare at the sky, but I can’t see any stars
Awake, in this borrowed room
Thoughts spinning in the cosmos like a moon
Awake, my dreams in a line
Waiting for my mind to go black
I listen to the ghosts in the corridors
All the men and women that were here before
Just a stranger in this strange town
I’ll be forgotten tomorrow when they turn the bed down
Awake, in this borrowed room
Thoughts spinning in the cosmos like a moon
Awake, my dreams in a line
Waiting for my mind to go black
All the lonely hearts, that travelled so far
To drink in bars where no one knows your name
To the night we belong, our stories our songs
Spirits dance in the corner of our eyes
Raise your glass with trembling hands
Curse the devil as you stand
Hear him laugh, drink deep anyway
Hear him laugh, drink deep anyway
Hear him laugh, drink deep anyway