I woke up at dawn
Not even the tide was up,
Getting ready to run,
But the last lune 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.