Monuments from Indianapolangeles by Wils Bach

The streetlights are Stars
in a lonely galaxy
The neon in bars
gives no direction home
The pilot a heart
Imperfect easy machine
So simple to start
Can't seem to keep it clean

Missed calls and a stack of mail
monuments to insecurity
fragile girls & clever boys
hide away before the wide world sees
Hide away before the wide world sees

Everything you're feeling
Everything you mean
Emotions too revealing
Who can learn to read between
All the lines you're selling
don't equal
A monument to me

Nothing is wrong
should be inked in your skin
But a screaming alarm
would be more apropos
of the look in your eyes
When they finally lock-in to mine
and your broken façade
crumbles to the ground

Missed calls, and a stack of mail
Monuments to the space between
Fragile girls and clever boys
Hide away before the wide world sees
Hide away before the wide world sees

• Rock
• pop
• singer-songwriter
• Los Angeles