He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun.
On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds.
And his subjects gathered 'round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.
And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.
Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones.
They carried them to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up with their bare hands
What we still can't do today.
And I know she's living there
And she loves me to this day
I still can't remember when
Or how I lost my way.
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer.
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I'm listening to music again you see, had a while where I didn't want to but I've got that vibe back.
Found this while trawling through some albums and remembered my ex from uni, Jon. He was a big music and movie guy, it's thanks to him I like the Stones and Springsteen as much as I do. He wasn't really keen on my music, but I can remember him learning to play the chords at the beginning. I can hear the guitar in my head right now.
Just remembered I actually dreamt about Jon last night, first time I've thought of him in a long while so it was strange. I'd bumped into him in Canterbury and just said hi, then we had a drink and a chat and parted ways again. Nice, but strange.
Good that my dreams are making more sense now, plus I'm sleeping too!
Thursday, June 16, 2005
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