Jeff Buckley In The Cantina
It's so dark in my home
With this world I live alone
Whiskey sour in my sunrise
In my head like a silver eyes
In the cantina
Sun-drenched arena
I'm here sleeping
In the sparkle-silver
And now my home is cantina
The home in a sea-foam
In her warm sea-foam lashes
All I love is now ashes
Windows show by shore
All my life
I will fight it crying asleep at night
All my life
Oh, his mother dead, her brother dead
Daughters and lovers dead to this world
So their home is a cantina
In her warm sea-foam washes
When all your love will be ashes
Out the dark stormy window
Whiskey sour at my nightfall
All my life
I'll be fighting and crying asleep at night
All my life
Oh, to be young and safe
Safe back home
Joe sat up around for me and my friends a cantina
