Revolotea la temeridad

You won a prize for that,
for telling lies like that
So well that I believed it.
And I never felt cheated.

You were the chosen one,
the pure eyes of Noah's dove.
Choir boys and angels
stole your lips and your halo.

In your reckless mind,
you act as if you've got more lives.
In your reckless eyes, you
only have time and your love
of danger
to it you're no stranger.

In that August breeze
of those forgotten trees,
your time was set for leaving,
come a colder season.

In your reckless mind,
you act as if you’ve got more lives.
In your reckless eyes,
it's never too late for a
chance to seize some final
breath of freedom.

Very, so very wise.

Don't reveal it. I'm tired, tired of knowing
where it is you're going.

In your reckless mind,
you act as if you've got more lives.
In your reckless eyes,
it's never too late for your love of danger
to it you're no stranger.

In your reckless mind,
you act as if you've got more lives.
In your reckless eyes, it's never too late
for a chance to seize some
final breath of freedom

“Noah’s Dove”, en: Our Time in Eden, de 10000 Maniacs (1992)

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