A childs view of California.

The beauty seems too much tonight
As I just hide away
Dreams of that wretched sight
His face solemn clay
Eyes drew back
Perceive the past
As seen a frightening dream
A glamorous life
Decayed and torn
Before her movie screen

Sign a song

An aged beauty queen
See the rise and fall
Another victim of the screen
But hope!
She had a resurrection
And overdosed on affection
They found her on a bed of rock and roll

She'd lost her mind in 69
But held on to her head
But now she's gone
They aint so strong
Hanging on to all she said.