Letra de Mexican War Streets (Revisited)
Though by the path I lead The passing of time, the pouring of tea Are all I've lately seen Until our temporal bridge be burned Until our anchor stocks hold firm Where the hands of clocks don't turn O my soul May our lips remain discrete While your traps are beneath our feet But how long before our tails are caught By our free thoughtSugar in the cane, candles low Kettle low on the flame For the teapot, no Sugar in the cane, candles lowFrom the streets of Mexican War A battle with the memory of our first fight In our contemptable youth I quoted White Nights That could not get rid of you Waited with a stone in my hand But you were right that nature had another plan Nature had another planSugar in the cane, candles low On the West End Bridge Looking down at the Ohio Sugar in the cane, candles low You panic like a mouse When the lights go on Sugar in the cane, candles low