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Song For Zula

Some say love is a burning thing, that it makes a fiery ring

Oh but I know love as fading being

Just as fickle as a feather in a string

See, honey, I saw love, you see it came to me

It put its face up to my face so I could see

Yeah, then I saw love disfigure me

Into something I am not recognizing

You see the cage it called; I said ‘come on in’ 

I will not open myself up this way again

I lay my face to the soil, and all my teeth to the sand

I will not lay like this for days now upon end

You will not see me fall, or see me struggle to stand

To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hand

You see the cage it called; I said ‘come on in’

I will not open myself up this way again

You see the moon is bright in that treetop night

I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light

Now my feet are gold, and my heart is white

And we race out on the desert plains all night

See honey, I am not some broken thing

I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee

No my heart is gold and my feet are light

And I am racing out on the desert plains all night

Some say love is a burning thing, that it makes a fiery ring

Oh but I know love as a caging being

Just a killer, come to call from some awful dream

Ah and all you folks, you come to see

You just stand there in the glass looking at me

But my heart is wild and my bones are steel

And I could kill you with my bear hands if I was free

Hace un año el destino te propuso emprender un viaje. Te convirtió en niño, te dio un bastón y te enfundó unas botas. Después de tres días de camino comprendiste que ese era tu cielo y que allí te ibas a quedar. Para ser feliz. Eternamente.