Testo No More Conquistadors The Great Lakes
if i could stand the feeling on my lipsthen i would drive down to the sea and kiss the sand
before it slips from under me
before it slips from under me
and the breeze off the water makes me numb
and i would drive down to the sea and kiss the sand
if i could only be the one
to push the trees into the sun
and i would lay upon the shore
and i would pray for no more conquistadors