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This long exposure, high dynamic range photograph I took of the Los Angeles basin made me sing within my mind the song “Los Angeles” by one of my favorite singer/songwriters, Peter Bradley Adams:
Oh, Los Angeles, we leave you now
at the setting of your skies,
and as we leave the comfort of your ground,
with your angels we will fly.
Well, you carried us on broken dreams,
like a mother does her sons.
We were scattered ‘cross your dirty streets,
we were dying one by one.
And you held us in your city lights,
when our eyes had lost the stars.
And we made our peace with lonely nights,
and you healed our broken hearts.
Well, they say the Big One’s gonna come,
and you will fall into the sea.
But we will know then that your work is done,
and your angels will go free.
And your angels will go free.
And your angels will go free.
And your angels will go free.
~Lyrics of “Los Angeles” sung by Peter Bradley Adams