Angels of the Setting Sun

There are cars, and smoggy haze
Filling my mind filling my eyes
Then on a sweet day a song played
This city of angels comes to life

The palm trees and the sea breeze
The inspiration of street muses
Life is here unseen and untouched
In the shadows of a mid day dream

Juggling stars in the cosmic dust
Of Hollywood and Vine
Floating above the 405
You hide behind the sound walls

Miracles are in the air
Lives turned inward given life
Amidst the pain you retain
The right to kiss the setting sun

You are the angels of the city of angels
You are here touching my life
I see the beauty of this dream
In the dead of night to kiss me to sleep

  © Paul Viel 1999