January

January came to me in a dream
Her lungs were better
Her cough was nice and clean
Sang me 'dazzling blue'
I found your letter
And split in two
January
January
Oh, in photographs of Los Angeles you break my heart
Into little pink shards of moon rock
And blow me all over studio city
And a desert town I know where no one knows you there

Let your hair tumble down your shoulder
I am a cool breeze
Hop on my motorcycle
I am westward movement
I am some rain when the valley's too hot
Lost in the wind
Lend me a little lie
So my mind is full of fine all the time
I let my hair tumble down my shoulder blades

January, lasso moon and love
Or, baby driver, come lop my head off

Free your mind, summon its black magic
I am el escondido
Feel up my leather jacket
I am reformed wave
I'm mission bay when it's sherbet and grey
Fly me away
London to Vietnam
And my line is 'feelin' fine, all the time'
I let my hair tumble down my shoulder blade

January came to me in a dream
Her lungs were better
Her cough was nice and clean
Sang me 'dazzling blue'
I read your letter...