The Storm On Her Birthday - Make Believe

Hunting thunder on a hunch and a lightning sighting

Stevie’s alone tonight

She’s paid a cab to zig-zag LA

While she sings Landslide to herself

Apologies and promises ride a fine white line

It’s a quiet night, the city’s mine

We’re driving on till dawn

And discovery on my mind’s design

Perpetual never and forever

Versus repressive tolerance

This trap we’re in is spectacular

It’s only escape’s constant devotion to details of it’s design

Perpetual never and forever

And this cab’s backseat’s just one more throne of mine