Sinner In The Sea

	There’s a piano playing on the ocean floor between
	Havana and
	New Orleans
	Drummin’ a requiem for the dead and the souls hanging on every poet’s prayer
	Running to the rock, running to the sea
	Prayin’ to the
	Lord please shelter me
	But the ground keeps shaking, water is boiling on fire
	Blood pulsing through their veins like the waves crashing on the
	Malecón wall
	Clocks stopping at twelve on the eve of a forgotten war
	Luis drivin’ a ‘59 making it half way across the
	GulfStranded on the rock, stranded on the sea
	There’s a wall in the ocean between you and me
	Dreams of reaching dry land, talking to the fortune teller
	Prisoners pounding the jail like the waves crashing on the
	Malecón wall
	Someone lost an eye, someone lost the truth
	Trying to save face, oh ‘neath the eyes of the
	Virgin el
	CobreShout me a line sister, shout me a line sister
	Oh I see your hands in the air, see you drowning on the other side“
	Chief’s in the parish and the drummers in the square
	Walkin’ across the fire, walkin’ across the waves”
	Sinner in the rock, sinner in the sea
	There’s a sunken bridge ‘tween you and me
	Running past the embassy gates, the
	Santería shrine
	Blood pulsing thru their veins like the waves they remember
	Crashing on the
	Malecón wall

	There' s a piano playing on the ocean floor between
	Havana and
	New Orleans
	Drummin' a requiem for the dead and the souls hanging on every poet' s prayer
	Running to the rock, running to the sea
	Prayin' to the
	Lord please shelter me
	But the ground keeps shaking, water is boiling on fire
	Blood pulsing through their veins like the waves crashing on the
	Malecó n wall
	Clocks stopping at twelve on the eve of a forgotten war
	Luis drivin' a ' 59 making it half way across the
	GulfStranded on the rock, stranded on the sea
	There' s a wall in the ocean between you and me
	Dreams of reaching dry land, talking to the fortune teller
	Prisoners pounding the jail like the waves crashing on the
	Malecó n wall
	Someone lost an eye, someone lost the truth
	Trying to save face, oh ' neath the eyes of the
	Virgin el
	CobreShout me a line sister, shout me a line sister
	Oh I see your hands in the air, see you drowning on the other side"
	Chief' s in the parish and the drummers in the square
	Walkin' across the fire, walkin' across the waves"
	Sinner in the rock, sinner in the sea
	There' s a sunken bridge ' tween you and me
	Running past the embassy gates, the
	Santerí a shrine
	Blood pulsing thru their veins like the waves they remember
	Crashing on the
	Malecó n wall