Land of Limbs LyricsIncubator of the future
Apocalyptic playground
You must love novelty
to live here
Cynics do not survive
They move away
to cooler climes
Leave their bile behind
on sidewalks to sizzle
and evaporate into
clouds of vaporized dreams
Town of transplants
City of saplings
Land of amputated limbs
Millions of orphaned
legs hands feet looking
to rejoin their bodies
Searching to be sewn
back onto where
they belong
Sometimes I think:
If you weren’t born
here you need to bе
lost to live here
Or comfortablе being
separated from your
organ of origin
I know everyone
writes about LA
but I am one of
her children now too
No longer an orphan
I've been adopted
No longer lost
I've been co-opted
By a
Town of transplants
A city of saplings and a
Land of amputated limbs