Saw the great speckled bird of the starlight scene
With her sungla**es on in a magazine
When you're young you get in the temporal things
One morning you wake up and it is gone
A skeleton or shell so void of form
There's no such thing as shelter from the storm
Though the town you were raised is often that
Just a familiar face on a topograph
Like a broke time machine you welcome me back
If you love something let it be
At the bottom of the bottomless sea
And I hope you find exactly what you need
We swing, swing low
'Cause it's so sweet at the bottom
You're el castillo
And I'm a serpentine shadow
Like an old Volvo I've been replacing the parts in
For a stretch of road on an eternal spiral
She says to take it slow as she rolls down the windows
To make the stars explode with her bright bow and arrow
Just like Tezcatlipoca