Pinwheels - Chili Town

Red sun over New Mexico
Santiago on jet black plates
Leather shoes walk a desolate mile
As enchanted as people say
Hazel eyes spy a medicine man
Taking whiskey from a tin canteen
I don't know where I've seen him before
South of Vegas or in my dreams

Eve's serpent and Don Juan
Speaking poison from their tongues
Sweet baby with a broken arm
Bitter tears turn stones into bread
Bitter tears turn stones into bread

Old town plaza is winding down
Spirits fly in fumes from empty taverns

Eve's serpent and Don Juan
Speaking poison from their tongues
Sweet baby with a broken arm
Bitter tears turn stones into bread
Eve's serpent and Don Juan
Speaking poison from their tongues
Sweet baby with a broken arm
Bitter tears turn stones into bread
Bitter tears turn stones into bread
Bitter tears turn stones into bread

Written by:
Samuel de Luna

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