Bel-Air

The Church · Other Songs - The Church

A palm tree nodded at me last night

He said, "Hey, you look so pale"

I don't know if it was the air or the breeze in my hair

I had a feeling I had failed



So down to the beach just out of reach

The moon was being trailed

A girl and a sailor and a hot dog trailer

That's their holy grail



The sand whispered heat and burned the feet

Of gulls landing on the shore

In the motel pool the waitress cools

She doesn't ask for more



She makes a wish she takes a risk

She opens up her door

Through human eyes she's a dolphin in disguise

It's the last night of the war



Somewhere far away there's another day

And someone's getting out of bed

She puts on her face in the morning space

She doesn't know she's dead



Her ruby lips can't excite me anymore

And pain sprawls on the chair, it's always there

And he descends the stairs, he doesn't see

The sun burnt landlord glares, for all the people he can never be