I wanna glide down over Mulholland 

I wanna write her name in the sky

I wanna free fall out into nothin’

There is this place in Los Angeles. In fact, it’s a road. And it’s called Mulholland drive.

On a night when there’s summer heat in the air and the moon is nice and round, pack a picnic.

Then get into a car with the roof down with your date.

Drive round Mulholland to feel the wind play with your hair as you look out over the city.

Find a spot, any spot. If you’re lucky there’ll be someone with a guitar there. And a voice like John Mayer.

Sit down. Have your picnic. Look out over a City of Angels.

And thank your lucky star you’re there.


Un Carnaval du Désir


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