Mexico


Today we got the call that you had to go
Packed your bags and headed down to Mexico
Last year around this time I watched my brother die
on February 14... Happy Valentine

The present turns to past
The blades of the withering grass
My hopes all fade to black
down in Mexico

An email chain describing what youve been through
The air we take for granted now through an oxygen tube
A soul caught between two worlds in the morning sky
Last year around this time I watched my brother die

The present turns to past
The blades of the withering grass
My hopes all fade to black
down in Mexico

Mexico...Mexico...
I've never been and I don't want to go
Mexico...Mexico...
I've never been and I don't want to go

An airport full of people and it's cold outside
A causualty of distance and of the time
An early morning phone call saying you had died
On February 14...Happy Valentine

The present turns to past
The blades of the withering grass
My hopes all fade to black
down in Mexico

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