California Stars

I encounter many strangers/

They always seem to be on the move/

Raindrops splatter across my face/

I find a cigarette and a diet juice to abuse/

I find my muse in a scene or a couple/ 

Just casually passing by me/ I embrace/

A different attitude/ Bathwater floods the tub and the floor/ I bounce from shore to shore/ Where I have roots and cultured many things/ And dreams of Califonia stars/ I'm too far from all that/ What is my ambition/ I can't be ambiguous/ Glory is nothing but an illusion/ I've come so far/

I still dream of the ocean waves and California stars. But I need a different attitude. I need to separate art from the star. California stars.