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The sun was going down behind a tattoo tree |
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And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the |
| [00:31.19] |
Sea |
| [00:34.31] |
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity |
| [00:40.30] |
As I dug you digging me in Mexico |
| [00:52.91] |
There in the Valley of Scorpio beneath the cross of jade |
| [01:00.39] |
Smoking on a seashell pipe the gypsies had made |
| [01:07.80] |
We sat and we dreamed awhile of smugglers bringing wine |
| [01:13.91] |
That crystal-thought time in Mexico |
| [01:23.28] |
Sitting in a chair of bamboo sipping grenadine |
| [01:30.82] |
Straining my eyes for a surfacing submarine |
| [01:38.46] |
Kingdoms of ants walk across my feet |
| [01:44.20] |
I'm a-shaking in my seat in Mexico |
| [01:59.69] |
Grasshoppers creaking in the velvet jungle night |
| [02:07.05] |
Microscopic circles in the fluid of my sight |
| [02:14.11] |
Watching a black-eyed native girl cut and trim the lamp |
| [02:20.57] |
Valentino vamp in Mexico |
| [02:35.61] |
The sun was going down behind a tattoo tree |
| [02:43.04] |
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the |
| [02:47.59] |
Sea |
| [02:50.09] |
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity |
| [02:56.64] |
As I dug you digging me in Mexico |
