A lake is an area of variable size filled with water, localized in a basin, that is surrounded by land, apart from any river or other outlet that serves to feed or drain the lake. Lakes lie on land and are not part of the ocean (except for sea lochs in Scotland and Ireland), and therefore are distinct from lagoons, and are also larger and deeper than ponds, though there are no official or scientific definitions. Lakes can be contrasted with rivers or streams, which are usually flowing. However most lakes are fed and drained by rivers and streams.
Natural lakes are generally found in mountainous areas, rift zones, and areas with ongoing glaciation. Other lakes are found in endorheic basins or along the courses of mature rivers. In some parts of the world there are many lakes because of chaotic drainage patterns left over from the last Ice Age. All lakes are temporary over geologic time scales, as they will slowly fill in with sediments or spill out of the basin containing them.
Many lakes are artificial and are constructed for industrial or agricultural use, for hydro-electric power generation or domestic water supply, or for aesthetic or recreational purposes.
Lake is a freeway-median light rail station in the Los Angeles County Metro Rail system. It is located below North Lake Avenue in the median of the 210 Freeway in Pasadena, California. The station is served by the Gold Line.
This station features station art called Everyday People, created by artist Pat Ward Williams. This station has a parking lot with 100 paid reserved space.
It is one of the Gold Line stations near the Rose Parade route on Colorado Boulevard and is heavily used by people coming to see the parade on New Year's Day.
Gold Line service hours are approximately from 5:00 AM until 12:15 AM daily.
Media related to Lake (Los Angeles Metro station) at Wikimedia Commons
Lake is an English surname. Notable people with the surname include:
Under the weight of your wings
You are a god and whatever I want you to be
And I wonder if truly you are
Nearly as beautiful as I believe
In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night
Under the weight of your wings
Should ever we meet on your side of your stereo
I will pretend I know not of your thoughts
And even the way that they mirror my own
I'll take you away in the way that you take me and go where I go
In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night
Fall away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Melancholy and cool, kind of bitter sweet
Love on repeat
I'm echoing all your philosophies
And as I fall away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Melancholy and cool, kind of bitter sweet
Love on repeat
I'm echoing all your philosophies
And as I...
Oh...
I don't
Wanna be fool-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
I don't
I don't wanna be fool-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
My head...
In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another night
Yeah, your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night
Lonely night...
Under the weight of your wings
I make believe you are all that I'll ever need