Calexico Album

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With marianne dissard
I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run
Got myself a little goldmine to bank on
But one day my heart sank when I saw madame in town
I knew her love would be the death of mine

L'amour passait, l'amour obsolète
Pourquoi perdre sa vie à chercher l'or d'un coeur?
Je ne me noierai pas dans ce désert mystique
Je ferme mes comptes et je repars
Love is passé and love is obsolete
Some spend their whole lives searching for a heart of gold
I'm tired of treading water in this desert mystique
I'm cashing in my chips before I ride

Do me a favor while I'm hanging here
Take this gold and go and hide
Ne gigote pas, chéri, sur ta corde pendu
(don't twist too hard darlin' on your hangin' rope)
Don't worry I'll be free in no time

She promised me she would be there when I'd return
She didn't say she'd have a whole army there as well
She whispered, "j'taime baby" as she fired that gun at me
(it's getting late and I'm running out of time)
I should've stayed way out yonder
Better off with the scorpions and snakes
Every act which has no heart will be found out in the end
Guess I'm a little late this time
Cause her love would be the death of mine
Mine, all mine

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No one knows where the night can go
Except for the few lovers
Entangled and torn from the hour
The stars now are starting to leave
A silent moon begins to weep
And the lovers fall further and further
Into the dark and deep
Come morning, without warning
The absence of love's embrace
Like winter's light, it creeps on in
And the moon's tears fade
He starts the car and is driving away
Hearing her voice and tasting their last kiss
That sent them spinning and racing
The moon's glow lights the way
Otherwordly underwater dreamscape
Till a semi's headlights invade
Come morning, without warning
The absence of love's embrace
Like winter's light, it creeps on in
And the moon's sullen glow is fading
The glow is fading
The glow is fading
Soul escaping
Stars are leaving, the moon is weeping
Soul escaping
Soul escaping
Racing through the night...
The glow is fading
The glow is fading

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Marco's shadow falls on the door
To the 7 lost cities of gold
Finds a raven's head and rattler's tail
Dead in his tracks, this godforsaken soul's
Unwanted here and his ghost lingers for years

Amalia's face hides behind the mask
Sweating on the tv factory line
That smile on her face is starting to crack
While welding back the pieces of shattered heart
That's scattered out here, with the ghosts of her peers
Searched for her lost love along the river of tears

At the end of the working week
When drunken worlds meet
Both sides keeping a close eye
For a break in the line here...
On the crystal frontier

Blood spills out on the streets
And bodies are missing for weeks
Both sides keeping a close eye
Watching the bullets fly here...
On the crystal frontier

Ramón tightens up his leather belt
And slips through a hole in the fence
He can get you anything you want
Might cost you a life, might cost you
The whole price of freedom here...
On the crystal frontier

Sonic wind, honing in, on a tune that no one can hear
Perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises it would never appear
In the skies (disguised)
Change in direction where birds never fly nor roam
Lie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to come
Firetail bats, poised to attack
To set ablaze the rafters and the roofs
Until the plan leaves the hand
Burns the site down to the ground
Through the ground
Craters are carving and wounds are left to weep
Sink to the table filtering through the years
Closing behind the nightmarish fears that run deep
Down in green valleys wait for the call to come
When it's all over and the empty quarter
Returns to the emptiness again
5000 miles over airplane graveyards
Landmass oceans wide. over continents
A sonic wind honing in on a tune no one can hear
Perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises
Over the skies - in disguise
Change in direction
A sonic wind is blowing
And the fire it is burning
Down in green valleys where birds never fly nor roam
Over airplane graveyards, wait for the call to come
And the sonic wind is whistling

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On the outskirts of expansion
Looking out from blueprint peak
The flow is flooding of urban setters
Panning through rivers running dry
Numbers roll on in
Smiling a lottery grin
A sadness blurs the eye
It's just a matter of time before they're moving on
It's just a matter of time before they're moving on
Doesn't take much time for plans to go wrong
And chase another ghost of a chance
In the shadows of chain-store ghost towns
Where no one walks the streets at night
A silent nation hooked on medication
Stares into a blue flickering light
The young drift off alone
And the old are whisked away
And prospects keep looking up
But the line's getting longer on the lost highway
The line's getting longer on the superstition highway
Doesn't take much time for plans to go astray
And chase another ghost of a chance
They say deep down inside, lie properties of a healing kind
If so it'd better come around soon
And do a little bit of service and repair
Do a little bit of service and repair
Do a little more service and repair
Doesn't take much time for plans to change
And offer up another chance
For a little bit more service and repair
Do a little bit of service and repair
Doesn't take much time for plans to change
And offer up another chance
At sewing the dream better suited for both soul and soil

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Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
The city lights are closing in on him
The distance grows shorter for a while
He wonders what dreams fill her heart
And wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
"the roads never lead where they're supposed to go"
That's what he tells himself before he lets it go
Out on the cold grey plain, sunken on the side of the road
The words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well-soaked
"no more turning backwards," he says, as he drives off in the rain
Ventures on up through the colorades and settles under the rock
And pines, and stakes claim
Still he wonders what what dreams fill her heart
And wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
The roads never lead where they're supposed to go
They just twist 'round and 'round the flame
The eyes closing, the heart retains
A bit of a spark before it fades away
That's where he gets lost and drifts off alone
And what he tells himself... "better let it go"

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