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Hollywood Hills

by Trip Gunn

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They can’t take the trip to the Hollywood Hills Those celluloid sights fill broken dreams Like ice hangs from the tailpipes of cars In the lost memories of a winter With hands frozen drying eyes on shirt sleeves The sky high grey and sighing Through the outline of leaves forever falling It never ends but the hope is always there I’m pulling away my cart Covered in parts of coffins Through remains of destruction Places we’ll find your heart Under the wheels of construction Your Hollywood Hills Mixing headaches with heartaches in the morning They take walks down forgotten paths And return home with a box of regrets It’s a dance to hide it under their floorboards Write a letter home But you don’t know what to say Just talk about the new sidewalk And your broken telephone And the grey sky raining down on Your Hollywood Hills Did you ever do that dance? Did you ever do that dance? Did you ever do that dance? Did you ever do that dance?
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Sleeping in abandoned cars Count my change, count the stars Horizon’s fading out, nobody there at all In abandoned cars She said we’re going to fall Took the keys from the table Ran out the front door in the afternoon In abandoned cars I ran a thousand miles With the photos of our smiles Paper corners torn, sun faded memories In the passenger seat What I saw, what she saw All the things nobody saw Sorry I fell down, sorry I fell apart In abandoned cars Through the wire of the telephone I heard her heart was breaking A plastic metronome thrown down the stairs We’re abandoned cars.

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released December 22, 2017

Chris Lockhart: everything

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Trip Gunn Asheville, North Carolina

Trip Gunn is electronic pop music with guitars by Chris Lockhart, of Asheville, NC.

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