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letra de southwest mercurial - wildflowers of the mojave

[verse 1]
i was fishing for my diamond ring when i found you instead
just a stranger from a foreign spring before the zombies broke in
you took my hand and you drove me to the rite of passage
but when i closed my eyes you just shook my hand and walked away

and i awoke from a sleepless casket to the sound of gunfire
down below on the rio grande i saw people floating by
now i recalled revelations of a thousand countries
but in the dying dream i could only hear you sweetly sigh

[chorus 1]
now there were
so many scared ugly people hiding in the railyards
and so many scared ugly people running away
so many scared ugly people mailing them postcards
well me, i just wanted to rest in peace that day

[verse 2]
i resigned to my feral state, where i ate the scales off of snakeskin
that was when i found the city gate, and the lock was a-broken
now for a second there i swear i was on some grand vacation
but when i found your place i was greeted by a pair of holes

i screamed your name from the old gazebo to some flies of town square
and i ran down to the stream that night and i saw you dancing there
you told me i did great, you said nice job, congratulations
but when i jumped to your embrace all i felt were your rushing waves
[chorus 2]
now i admit so many times i wanted to bite you
i admit so many times i cried
and i admit for so long i’ve been trying to find you
but only now i’ve been wondering why

[verse 3]
have you ever found peace of mind from a rock in motion?
have you ever felt an honest breath from a fire approaching?
i tried to fly upstream but the current’s always flyin’ faster
so when i changed my wing i was captain of the breathing sea

i’ll roll down this rio grande until i find mine ocean
and i know it’s hard, it’s so hard to judge, but i know i’m getting close
you see, yesterday i found a seash-ll in the river basin
and from its spirally depths i could almost hear my diamond ring

[chorus 3]
so, so long to all you scared ugly people
and so long to mr. and mrs. “i wanna quit and rot away”
so long to everyone who thinks that they’re a nomad and
say h-llo to mr. “going to walk this rain” (yeah)
to mr. “going to walk this rain”
to mr. “going to walk this rain”

- wildflowers of the mojave

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