The sun burns a hole through the 6 a.m haze
Turns up the volume and shows off its rays
Another Dodger blue sky is crowning L.A.
The city of angels is blessed every day...
Even when the sun and I head off to sleep
There's an unspoken promise that we keep
We'll pilot our light into another day
And keep a golden glow warming up L.A.
- Brian Wilson
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