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The Cliffs of the Guadalupe (feat. Leo Papa, Jimmy George & Mo Pair) Video (MV)






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The cliffs of the Guadalupe are carved from thin air
Reflected in waters that lead to nowhere
Stripped of all culture like a heavenly stair
In an everyday mystical musing laid bare
The ranchers and oilers have gotten their share
Filled her with signs saying you can't go there
Circling vultures devour their fare
It's an everyday mystical musing laid bare
What have I sacrificed, who will I be
Fooling myself, living dangerously
Who have I sacrificed, what will I be
Telling myself, that I'm trying to be free
In cars on our cell phones we carve up our days
And drive through this hell of a concrete highway
The earth and the sky form a permanent haze
And we don't realize that we live in a maze
What have I sacrificed, who will I be
Fooling' myself, living dangerously
Who have I sacrificed, what will I be
Telling myself, that I'm trying, to be free
So I sit by the banks of this river and stare
Swift and the mockingbird dart here and there
Most graceful of herons reminds me to care
In an everyday mystical musing laid bare
And the cliffs of the Guadalupe are carved
From thin air
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The cliffs of the Guadalupe are carved from thin air
Reflected in waters that lead to nowhere
Stripped of all culture like a heavenly stair
In an everyday mystical musing laid bare
The ranchers and oilers have gotten their share
Filled her with signs saying you can't go there
Circling vultures devour their fare
It's an everyday mystical musing laid bare
What have I sacrificed, who will I be
Fooling myself, living dangerously
Who have I sacrificed, what will I be
Telling myself, that I'm trying to be free
In cars on our cell phones we carve up our days
And drive through this hell of a concrete highway
The earth and the sky form a permanent haze
And we don't realize that we live in a maze
What have I sacrificed, who will I be
Fooling' myself, living dangerously
Who have I sacrificed, what will I be
Telling myself, that I'm trying, to be free
So I sit by the banks of this river and stare
Swift and the mockingbird dart here and there
Most graceful of herons reminds me to care
In an everyday mystical musing laid bare
And the cliffs of the Guadalupe are carved
From thin air
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