El Instrumento

Getting to know each other, of course, takes time
with years of building up and years of falling apart
But when everything's a wild ride, woman, dance, wine, wind
and the flesh holds us up just as much as the deep bone

why would you go asking if you’re doing it right
if it’s your voice that tells you if the promise is real

And suddenly the woman, the wine, the fire disappeared
that held up the flesh, the spirit of the instrument

And in a bar singer, I found myself in the example
I've lost my partner, untie me from this mess