It happens so
So it happens
I don’t know where you’re going
Angel mine
But I know you can get me there
Even when I’m lying in the sun
Out behind the agave
Waiting for the vultures to arrive
Wondering if they
Can hear the sirens and the clouds
Slip by providing random cover
Even when I try to talk you
Into some new escapade
I know your mind is made
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