Alvarado Testo

Testo Alvarado

Julia sang late into the night
Salvation was a light hanging in the street for the cars on Alvarado
Spanish words advertising fast food chains
Line the dirty streets, cracking in the heat that lead to Alvarado
There’s water still although it is unnatural
But the price is getting high as the hours roll by like the cars on Alvarado
She’s sleeping drunk in the desert vegetation
Go out for a walk it’s colder when it’s dark but we can always go home

Oh desire, you have a really twisted sense of humor
To turn a saint into a sinner your lessons are so cruel
Hello desire, you always seem to find me when I’m hiding
If I could lose you I wouldn’t use you, you know you’ve got me slipping and sliding in
and out of my mind
Resistance can submit to an existence
Pinch behind the ear, getting wetter every year and the oxygen is fading
There’s dust in the wind getting kicked up by the traffic jam
Brings it to my door so I have to scrub the floor outside on the patio
I hear restless girls playing hard to get with desperate boys
Standing in a line but I haven’t got the time to wait here for the doors to open.

Oh desire, you have a really twisted sense of humor
To turn a saint into a sinner, your lessons are so cruel
Hello desire, you always seem to find me when I’m hiding
If I could lose you I wouldn’t use you, you know you’ve got me slipping and sliding
In and out
In and out
In and out
Of my mind
I can’t make it without you
You’re blood is in my head
Swaying like wine
And all the bullshit I said
I’ll take it back now
I really want you to know
I’m sorry
The way you seem so disappointed
When I’m not trying
And the healing around us
It makes me think we’re further
Than you expected
Brother
Sister

I can’t make it without you
You’re blood is in my head
Swaying like wine
And all the bullshit I said
I’ll take it back now
I really want you to know
I’m sorry
The way you seem so disappointed
When I’m not trying
And the healing around it
It makes me think we’re further
Than you expected
Brother
Sister
Lover
Mother