I Belong Here

Lyrics
There is no act of forgiveness, only the redeeming light on the shoulders dancing in tall weeds, cigarettes gone and the girls slapping free. The tortilla cart burns against the wall because Jesus called my brother who was acquired by whistling gangs of men under the hanging arch. There can be no night without the wind on shoulders exhausted by games and messages my brother lost between the darkness and the bridge into Juarez, Mexico, where no crows caw because the buildings are torn and flashlights are narrow in their beaming stumble, my thoughts the last ones on this side of the river, my sudden happiness hidden in celestial light without being appalled at what I see, my ears to the ground listening to weeds overrun by boys who can't spell and are waiting for me without knowing pilgrims are on the border. Whatever kills them spares me the journey to beg for purity among unspoken Spanish everyone fears in their greed. The group doesn't know it is what the river stones teach, though I can't speak of them because faith is prehistoric and my brother is pursued by dust storms that erase his footprints across the back roads where he loses his language of need.
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Ray Gonzalez