Imagō - Nostalghia

I live in Los Angeles

There’s a lot of missing stares

And I walk down the street and I

Try to feel a beat in a heart

But it’s so hard to understand

And people walk around in their pretty outfits

And people walk around with their pretty girls

And everyone’s got somewhere

And someplace to go

And some friends, and some drinks

And some things, and some things

And I, I once met an older man

And he was wholeless and did exactly

What she can

To get by in this cold world

To get by in this cold world

And he said baby

You must stand our stand

And he said baby

You must stand our stand

You’re poisoned

By everything I loved

You’re poisoned

By everything I loved

You’re poisoned

By everything I loved

You’re poisoned

By everything I loved

Everything I loved

I once was a little, tiny girl

Yes, like you, I was a little, tiny child

With eyes so ready for the world

With eyes so ready to cry and lie and die

And find that nothing really is free

Not the birds, no, nor just the wee little

Laughing little bees

You made a mockery of me

Oh, you made a mockery of me, of me

And he said baby

You must stand our stand

And he said baby

You must stand our stand

You’re poisoned

By everything you hold

You’re poisoned

By everything you hold

You’re poisoned

By everything you hold

You’re poisoned

By everything you hold

By everything you hold