Letter to Bowie Knife
de Calexico
Everyday on my way home
The clouds would break and the angels
Would sing their refrain
This world's an ungodly place
Strangled by vines unchaste
So with my shining blade of steel
I would cut a path wide
Dipped in the ink of the fight
Written clean through the night
Mark my words upon the front page
To set my world straight
It's too late, it's too late
It's too late, it's too late
Just like I found it, my world is split
Right down the spine
Years bled dry now ripe for a reckoning
My blade's back slash beckoning
Slice my wounds and I make the sign one more time
Come on. come on. come home. come home
Yeah it's too late, it's too late
It's too late, to refrain...refrain...refrain...
Did those angels ever sing?
Más canciones de Calexico
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Alone Again Or - Remastered
Feast of Wire (20th Anniversary Deluxe Edition)
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Chanel No. 5
Even My Sure Things Fall Through
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Black Heart
Feast of Wire
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History of Lovers
In The Reins
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Quattro - World Drifts in
Feast of Wire
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Pepita
Feast of Wire
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Glowing Heart of the World
Selections from Road Atlas 1998-2011
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Whipping the Horse's Eyes
Feast of Wire
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The Book and the Canal
Feast of Wire
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Sunken Waltz
Feast of Wire
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Ballad of Cable Hogue
Hot Rail
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Güero Canelo
Feast of Wire
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Banderilla
Even My Sure Things Fall Through
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He Lays In The Reins
In The Reins
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Minas de Cobre - For Better Metal
The Black Light
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Follow the Water
Years to Burn
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Close Behind
Feast of Wire
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Gypsy's Curse
The Black Light
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El Picador
Hot Rail
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What Heaven's Left
Years to Burn