Spanish Town

A bend in the highway, a bump in the road
Sippin' a tequila, one eye on the door
High in the sierra the snow is lying thick
Down here in the valley nothing ever sticks

Once they claimed a miracle lie buried in the ground
Well I need a miracle now, here in Spanish Town

Back in '67 in a time of peace
Cool adobe shadows, she would walk these streets
Oil on a canvas, a ladder to the moon
Cemetery roses now all that ever blooms

Once they claimed a miracle lie buried in the ground
Well I need a miracle now, here in Spanish Town

Night is a narcotic to the midday sun
Alleyways abandoned, hollow as a drum
On those blackened wings you feel the rush of air
Leaving out the valley like a stolen prayer

Once they claimed a miracle lie buried in the ground
Well I need a miracle now, here in Spanish Town



Credits
Writer(s): Bryn Roberts, Jake Richardson, Rocco F Cassano
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