In her latest original song, Marie Digby does a tribute to her hometown of Los Angeles. She shares her thought behind the song, L.A. (my home):
As some of you already know, I was raised in Los Angeles..I’ve been here since I was 2 years old and I’ve met so many people who come in and out of the city from different places, chasing after their dreams. In my late teens and early 20’s, I met a lot of aspiring musicians (some of whom became my best friends) but I also had to quickly learn that I’d always end up saying goodbye to them in a matter of years. I have watched some careers sky rocket and many dreams shattered as well.. it’s heartbreaking. But while the others come and go, I always remain here .. because Los Angeles IS my home. I understand the allure of this city and see how cold and cruel it can be as well.. it’s fascinating.
For people who love LA, check these other tracks: Do or Die by Vox Merger x Far East Movement and Bridge & Tunnel by Ming & Ping. And if you hate LA traffic, peep Running on Empty by Ross Ching.
L.A. (my home) by Marie Digby
Lyrics to L.A. (my home) by Marie Digby
The trees of this city never change
the color of leaves, it stays the same
and it’s easy to lose track of time
I’ve watched strangers come and go
bags empty, but holding hope
but it’s easy to be forgotten in this crowd
Here in this city
you’re just like everyone
trying hard to find
something to call your own
all of the people
i have ever met
they never stay for long
i always watch them go
but this is my home.. my home.. my home..
the lights of this city always prove
to be powerful, it seduces you
but the closer you get
it’s not quite as it seems
and I’m just trying to claim a place
tracing lines around the stars I see
hope I make a mark
so they’ll remember my name
But here in this city
i’m just like everyone
trying hard to find
something to call my own
all of the people
i have ever known
they never stay for long
i always watch them go
but this is my home.. my home.. home
this is my home
what if i’m just a fish in the sea
sitting on the ocean floor
what if you’re just a bird up above
waiting to dive in for me
maybe we’re all drifters
searching for our treasure …