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