Lyrics

I was laying on my side, eating buttons by the fire
The local folk they laughed at me, see the gringo walking like a tree
Here's the situation then, my vacation down in Mexico
And it wasn't easy there, but I found that I could fan my sorrow

I was sitting up on high, with the stars around a silent night
Staring at the open sky when a constillation poked my eye
People dancing to and fro, my vacation down in Mexico
Mescalito on the stove as the Curendero chanted a glow

Smell the breeze of eon lane, where the maidens watch the children gleem
Not a stranger to this town, the sky above becomes the ground
I remember indigo, my vacation down in Mexico
Flying iris lets me go, I awaken in an empty meadow