Calexico - Then You Might See letra de (lyrics)
[Calexico - Then You Might See letra de lyrics]
Ladder of ladders
Houses and trees
Signs and crosses
Mamas on their knees
One little glass
He raised and shot
Poems in the light
Like it or not
Lava flow of memory
Making daydreams out of history
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
Days of glory
Invented sea
Most things aren't
Like they're meant to be
Blur and sand
Oh infinity
But helpless and hopeless
Never suited me
Lava flow of memory
Making daydreams out of history
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
One hundred years, one hundred days
How small the world depends on the place
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
A veil for the wind
False false moon
Red red shadows
Under the saloon
Paper waves
Slanted hours
The earth it'self
She's laughing in flowers
Lava flow of memory
Making daydreams out of history
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
One hundred years, one hundred days
How small the world depends on the place
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, then you might see
Then you might see
Then you might see
Then you might see
Houses and trees
Signs and crosses
Mamas on their knees
One little glass
He raised and shot
Poems in the light
Like it or not
Lava flow of memory
Making daydreams out of history
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
Days of glory
Invented sea
Most things aren't
Like they're meant to be
Blur and sand
Oh infinity
But helpless and hopeless
Never suited me
Lava flow of memory
Making daydreams out of history
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
One hundred years, one hundred days
How small the world depends on the place
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
A veil for the wind
False false moon
Red red shadows
Under the saloon
Paper waves
Slanted hours
The earth it'self
She's laughing in flowers
Lava flow of memory
Making daydreams out of history
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, don't let me be
One hundred years, one hundred days
How small the world depends on the place
Almost threshold, almost free
If you wake me up now, then you might see
Then you might see
Then you might see
Then you might see