January 2, 2014

• Tulum

  

  the morning stars are turning into steam
  a lily white
  December dream
  I'd gladly die here
  in your arms
  under neath
  this Mexico Sun

  I've put my cape on
  flown thru these hills
  i;m trying to pay a little
  to a mountain of bills
  let's build a bridge here
  the rest of our lives
  forget the worries
  stressful days

  i'm burning up an effigy
  of the former fraud
  standing in for me
  my eyes are open
  my heart is clear
  darker days
  no longer here

  I can still dream you in Tulum
  it's wide blue

  i know we are out of our fucking minds

  I can still feel you in Tulum
  it's wide blue

  i know we are out of our fucking minds

  ive seen the face
  climbed history
  communed with myths
  ecstasy
  their skulls speak secrets
  of our history
  mist of mystery
  imagining

  I can still dream you in Tulum
  it's wide blue

  i know we are out of our fucking minds

  I can still feel you in Tulum
  it's wide blue

  i know we are out of our fucking minds

  we are mad and out of our fuckin minds
  it's the kind of love only
  death could recognize

  I can still dream you in Tulum
  it's wide blue

  i know we are out of our fucking minds

  i can still feel you (in Tulum)
  still see you (in Tulum)

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