THE MANSIONS OF YOUR DREAMS

HOLLYWOOD'S
A LONELY TOWN
WHEN NOTHING'S
GOIN RIGHT
YOU SLEEP AWAY
THE DAYTIME
AND DRINK
AWAY THE NIGHT
LIVIN OFF THE
DREAMS YOU
DREAM
WAITIN FOR
A BREAK
HARDCORE TOWN
OF LIFE
AND DEATH
AND AWFUL HARD
TO TAKE

TEENAGE DREAMS
ARE OVER THIRTY
YESTERDAY IS
GONE
THE SUNSET STRIP'S
A LEGEND
BUT JUST ANOTHER
STREET AT DAWN
HOLLYWOOD'S
A FUNNY TOWN
FILLED WITH
KINGS AND
QUEENS
BUT NO ONE
THAT I'VE
EVER MET
IS SURE OF
WHAT IT
MEANS

ALL YOU LONELY
DREAMERS ON
THE STREETS
OF BITTER SWEET
LOOKIN FOR
AN ANSWER
TO MAKE YOURSELF
COMPLETE

I KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE LOOKING
FOR
I'M LOOKING
FOR IT TOO
THE MAGIC OF
THE MAKE BELIEVE
KEEPS ON
HAUNTING YOU
BUT ONLY THOSE
WHO LIVE IT
CAN KNOW
WHAT IT ALL
MEANS
TO LIVE AND DIE
IN HOLLYWOOD
IN THE MANSIONS
OF YOUR DREAMS

Bobby Jameson 1979-Queens Rd. West Hollywood

THE FLESH OF CHILDREN'S DREAMS

CATAPULTED
INTO BLACK
STUMBLE
TOWARD
THE CRIMSON
CRACK
MUMBLE
SOMETHING AT
THE WALL
NO ONE HEARS
NO ONE
AT ALL

ANTIQUATED
ETIQUETTE
FILLS THE EARS
LIKE STUBBORN
SHIT
BUILT FROM
RUBBISH ON
A PAGE
KILLS THE
SOUL
AND TURNS
TO RAGE

LOVERS MOCK
THE ONES
THEY WANT
MOTHER'S MILK
A GENTLE TAUNT
AGAINT THE
FLESH OF
CHILDREN'S
DREAMS
LISTEN YOU
CAN HEAR
THEIR SCREAMS

Bobby Jameson Feb 19, 2011

AND NEVER KNEW THAT I WAS GONE

SUBTLE BREEZE

ACROSS MY WAY

WHERE WILL I

END UP THIS DAY

ROAD'S END WISHING

FOR MORE STRING

OR WILLINGLY

GIVE UP THIS THING

KITE LIKE DREAMS

THAT NEVER SETTLE

OLD WOOD STOVE

AND COPPER KETTLE

TIRED SOUL AND

TIRED EYES

SQUINT AGAINST

THE TORTURED SKIES

SONGS OF SADNESS

FILL MY JAW

WITH MELODIES

OF THINGS I SAW

AND LIFE WENT ON

AND ON AND ON

AND NEVER KNEW

THAT I WAS GONE

Bobby Jameson Feb 15, 2011