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Candil de la calle, oscuridad de tu casa

Down in the blinding light
It’s getting cold
I’ve been worn out by the night
But I can’t let go

The sounds in my ears explain
I’ve been here too long
A freedom hard to maintain
I should be gone

Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
A sequence of twisted turns
That can’t be undone

They’re paying your rent,
They’re feeding your kids
But it’s taking much more
Than pleasing your needs

 Saw the water rising,
On a beautiful day
A flood only washing the ones away
Who were lying in the sun

And you’re still where you begun

Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
A sequence of twisted turns
That can’t be undone

And you hurt yourself trying

 

Candil de la calle, oscuridad de tu casa