Lobo Amigo
Club Del Río
Friend Wolf
And it hurts more
The dreams that break upon waking
And I sat
On the edge of my bed to see
What remains there
The sky that undid my loneliness
That time
His sincerity ran down my back
His sincerity ran down my back
His sincerity ran down my back
Inside me
They battle tirelessly to see who
Who will remove
The dust from this old, old, old throne
The dust from this old, old, old throne
Tara tata, tata
And in the hallways
They lock away their breath in silence
That freezes me
And throws me under the rain as a spectator
And throws me under the rain as a spectator
And throws me under the rain
And my friend, where will you go?
The walls fell down
That protect our home
And in the rubble
I will walk waiting like a child
Who dreams of being born
And if here
I take shelter
In the hands of some God
And if finally
I don't have to pick up pieces of myself
And if here
I take shelter
In the hands of some God
And if finally
I don't have to pick up pieces of myself
Leaving a mark, leaving blood
Leaving a mark, leaving blood
Leaving a mark, leaving blood
Leaving a mark, leaving blood
