I woke up at dawn Not even the tide was up Getting ready to run But the last tune was fighting back I opened my eyes, eventually Not quite sure of where I was; Still in Mexico of course I got out of bed Like an eavesdropper Lodging in this place An unfamiliar face A new day glimmering I stepped out into the sand I'm a stranger in this land And I'm far from Mexico; I'm far from Mexico I once saw a book Carelessly left on display You were not supposed to look As if I wasn't crazy enough; I saw pages filled with aphorisms And the things you didn't tell You knew Mexico quite well; You knew Mexico quite well