Lanas Biggest Fan

Ancient tongue

the heat of the sun

talks to the hues of the moon in ancient tongue

the only two not young

life will soon be done

for the moon and sun will stay

as you lay on your back

make sure to breathe and act

act on your morals

don’t live life afraid and full of sorrow

do something about it

you want the rose to talk to your thumb

look up at the sun

and when i die

look up at the sky

my message will be there

not a forever goodbye

just sigh cause we never really die

the moon will speak me into existence

gods and goddesses bleed for singers and waitresses

mopping the dining room floor or the restaurant she works at in laurel canyon

california waited for her

so does the moon

for the sun

there once was a time

sometimes i think about driving past your house

i was once in love with my life there

i thought my life felt best when you were playing with my hair

when it felt like you cared

and i wasn’t scared to say the wrong thing around you

thinking you may snap and break our friendship

so i just watched you slip away

i knew you could never really stay

not for me and not for you

so you made me blue

fuck you

i think about that life a lot

memories of windows open and paint on my fingers

those feelings linger

the times we thought we were singers

go outside tan flip at the same time

go inside, lay in your bed and let out a big sigh

i’d wake up and look out that window and see a future, one you were in

i guess i was the only one who could see that in the end

we were girls together

i thought it’d be forever

but it’ll never be the same

and that’s making me insane

but i don’t drive past your house

not to get a peak of your new life or to remember the past of mine

instead i’ll lock those away