Bad Waters
She throws away the flowers they hand her on the street
Shrugs her shoulder as she speaks
Caught in a web of her own design
Muttering pieces of everything she finds
And here I am, crawling back to those easy words
Knowing of all those thoughts of mine she's heard
Asking me to tame my pride
When I've been to all the places she used to hide
I left the old road with you still on my mind, I
Made it to the city and I couldn't tell that I was blind, but
Now the evening's gone and I know not where to go
I've tasted the bad waters and I've seen many winds blow
When the deep green garden has opened its gates
For fishermen singing and dancing with their shades
I will have given in to all the mermaid talk
Along the coloured streets we used to walk
I met Ophelia in a land of dreams
Moon crying above the trees
And in her eyes I'd see two wounded pearls
Moonlight dripping from her curls
I left the old road with you still on my mind, I
Made it to the city and I couldn't tell that I was blind, but
Now the evening's gone and I know not where to go
I've tasted the bad waters and I've seen many winds blow
I left the old road with you still on my mind, I
Made it to the city and I couldn't tell that I was blind, but
Now the evening's gone and I know not where to go
I've tasted the bad waters and I've seen many winds blow
Shrugs her shoulder as she speaks
Caught in a web of her own design
Muttering pieces of everything she finds
And here I am, crawling back to those easy words
Knowing of all those thoughts of mine she's heard
Asking me to tame my pride
When I've been to all the places she used to hide
I left the old road with you still on my mind, I
Made it to the city and I couldn't tell that I was blind, but
Now the evening's gone and I know not where to go
I've tasted the bad waters and I've seen many winds blow
When the deep green garden has opened its gates
For fishermen singing and dancing with their shades
I will have given in to all the mermaid talk
Along the coloured streets we used to walk
I met Ophelia in a land of dreams
Moon crying above the trees
And in her eyes I'd see two wounded pearls
Moonlight dripping from her curls
I left the old road with you still on my mind, I
Made it to the city and I couldn't tell that I was blind, but
Now the evening's gone and I know not where to go
I've tasted the bad waters and I've seen many winds blow
I left the old road with you still on my mind, I
Made it to the city and I couldn't tell that I was blind, but
Now the evening's gone and I know not where to go
I've tasted the bad waters and I've seen many winds blow
Credits
Writer(s): João Larcher Reis
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