Bruce Springsteen - Matamoros Banks lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - Matamoros Banks lyrics]
For two days the river keeps you down
Then you rise to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and
Empty switching yards
The turtles eat the skin from your eyes
So they lay open to the stars
Your clothes give way to the
Current and river stone
Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth
They make their claim
That the things of heaven may do the same
Goodbye, my darling
For your love, I give God thanks
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
I walk on twine and tire tread
Pockets full of dust
My mouth filled with cool stone
The pale moon opens the earth to it's bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss
For your sweet love, I give God thanks
The touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Your sweet memory comes on the evening wind
I sleep and dream of holding
You in my arms again
The lights of Brownsville across
The river shine
A shout rings out, into the silty red river
I dive
I long, my darling, for your kiss
For your sweet love, I give God thanks
A touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Then you rise to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and
Empty switching yards
The turtles eat the skin from your eyes
So they lay open to the stars
Your clothes give way to the
Current and river stone
Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth
They make their claim
That the things of heaven may do the same
Goodbye, my darling
For your love, I give God thanks
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
I walk on twine and tire tread
Pockets full of dust
My mouth filled with cool stone
The pale moon opens the earth to it's bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss
For your sweet love, I give God thanks
The touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Your sweet memory comes on the evening wind
I sleep and dream of holding
You in my arms again
The lights of Brownsville across
The river shine
A shout rings out, into the silty red river
I dive
I long, my darling, for your kiss
For your sweet love, I give God thanks
A touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks