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lyrics
I tried lying to myself
But it’s hard to be salt
When it’s sour as hell
And the dust on the road
Is blowing into your mouth
And that sad ringing note
Is playing over and over
And the mirrors and smoke
Are all gone
In a gust of wind
As a lovers lament
Holds hands with the mouth
Of the soft firmament
A gaping hole in the ground
Where your body was spent
That blood-spat-on hill
Will be holding its breath
Till you’re gone
All the words being sucked
Out of my throat
By the end of the speech
You were whiter than snow
All those cringe-worthy lines
That the typewriter wrote
I choked them back
By the time that I spoke
You were gone
The ghosts bought you gin
In the lonely eclipse
Of the evening blue
Till somebody slipped
That old crying disease
Into your drink
And the circling city men
Casting lots for your bed
Were all gone
But darling it’s love
And it’s bright bloody red
And the morning will come
When the quick and the dead
Will be raised to the yell
Of a newborn breath
That ship will set sail
With its sails all split
And we’ll be gone
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022