Sunday's Best Los Feliz Arms Lyrics:
We packed up and moved 'cross town,
leaving Los Feliz, Griffith Park,
and the breakfast spots where we used to haunt.
The shine of Hillhurst days:
broken windows of my car,
neighbors setting off their fire alarms,
crisp nights you could feel.
Remember the view from the hill?
Moon dividing up the man-made lake...

Don't forget those days we stayed
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in to escape the race.
Days we hid from the phone and made out.
Left the world alone.

We were standing in the light,
hoping to catch a glimpse of what
we thought was right.

Thursday night at Bigfoot Lodge,
rubbing shoulders with the slobs...
Passed us a Walker on the rocks.
Crisp nights too unreal...

We are standing in the light,
waiting to catch a glimpse of what we know is right.
Lyrics: Los Feliz Arms, Sunday's Best [end]