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I woke up at dawn
Not even the tide was up
Getting ready to run
But the last thing was fighting back
I opened my eyes eventually
Not quite sure of where I was
Still in Mexico,
of course Still in Mexico,
of course
I got out of bed
Like an eavesdropper lodging in this place
An unfamiliar face A new day glimmering
I stepped out into the sun I'm a stranger in this land
And I'm far from Mexico
I'm far from Mexico
I once stole a book
Carelessly leapt on this place
You're not supposed to look
I still borrowed some crazy notes
I still paid to spell my alphabets
And the things you didn't tell You knew Mexico quite well
You knew Mexico quite well
