Hijos Del Soul
Taburete
Sons of Soul
One night I dreamed I was all grown up
When I woke up in that chair
Your letter on the table, me on the same line
Where you said: I’m done, it’s over
You never came back to my bed
And I didn’t find you in the mailbox
I wrote you a thousand letters begging for forgiveness
We’re so lost, we know it all
It’s a time for legends and when the sun comes out
And the spark in your eyes says something’s wrong
But pride says you gotta swallow, swallow, swallow