Cross Rio Grande by grace of morning
Words to break and time to pass
Showing 2666 like a pistol placed upon the dash
Find a cheap room with a shower
Lace the mattress with some cash
Step on out into The Darkness
While the daylight has your back
Oh, Mother Mountain
There’s a gold mine up on Housing Project Hill
There are visions of redemption, visions of the kill
You may choose one or the other
But will you ever get your fill?
It’s that Yellow Rose of Borges
On the Juarez window sill
Every girl of corner garden
Forks the pathways of your mind
Gilded mirror of Argentina
Pray it would not multiply
Never to see that Cordillera
Or feel the warm San Telmo night
She may lie butchered in a dumpster
By the grace of morning light
All the words are broken horses
All the time is not enough
Every story you have stolen
Slides back down into the dust
With an eye for mausoleums
And a mouth for keeping shut
Put all your faith in breaking even
And drop some coin on the harder stuff
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Floating on the carpet of lyrics, rhythm and sound. Hunting pedal steel and a wonderful pure voice. Thank you Kiki! And thanks to Gill Landry, for mentioning your name.
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