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qixote - december 10th, 1989 lyrics

[verse 1]
woke up with roaches nibbling on my mouth
last night, i ate my hermanita’s third birthday cake
and now my whole family is crouched
under the kitchen table—sweaty fingers locked, heads bent as we pray
mamá told us not to worry about
all the thunder in the sky, all the rainfall in the alleyway
her eyes, i see, are red as bacalao
at the core of her doubt-heavy heart, she can tell that it’s judgement day
there’s salt on my fingertips from the tear drops
dripping from my baby brother’s chin
they whistle as they fall and when they crash into the kitchen tile
i feel the small vibrations of the building crumbling beneath
my aching knees, or is it all inside my head?
who will find the fingerprints of all the men who’re bringing this
upon the innocent bodies of the isthmus?
suppose it’s you, who do you tell
when you know that the rash on your leg
is the work of the doctor’s -ssistant?

[bridge]
i used to be afraid of death itself;
now i’m afraid of dying in front of those whom i love
i used to pray to stars all by myself;
now i realize the demons are sharing worms with the doves
i used to be afraid of love itself;
now i’m afraid of loving in front of those with whom i’ll die
i used to curse the skies all by myself;
then i realized doves aren’t the only white things that can fly

[hook]
there’re thunderstorms—why? just ‘cause (just cause)
there’re thunderstorms—why? just ‘cause (just cause)
there’re thunderstorms—why? just ‘cause (just cause)
why am i gonna die? (just ‘cause)

- qixote lyrics

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