Nica Libres at Dusk Songtext
von Ben Howard
Nica Libres at Dusk Songtext
Door is locked, my gums are bleedin′
Outside she reads, outside she's readin′
The evacuation procedure
Out loud
Clothes are off, my health recedin'
Somewhere she dreams, somewhere she's dreamin′
Of Caribbean Nica Libres
At dusk
While the faithful dispose of a generation
And all of the mountains whisper knowingly
I order a colada and sit to count my dollars
And watch eagles soar in circles
Perpetually
Door is locked, my gums are bleedin′
Outside she reads, outside she's readin′
The evacuation procedure
Out loud
Clothes are off, my health recedin'
Somewhere she dreams, somewhere she′s dreamin'
Of Caribbean Nica Libres
At dusk
While the faithful dispose of a generation
And all of the mountains rumble knowingly
I order a colada and sit, to count my dollars
And watch eagles soar in circles
Perpetually
Forever, forever
Such a beautiful thing
Now that I am older and don′t look over my shoulder
I know what is there in front of me
Ten Marlboro cigarettes, I rolled the butts into the bottle tops
Today I will stare at the sea
'Til my eyes have had enough
Enough (enough)
Is that enough?
Outside she reads, outside she's readin′
The evacuation procedure
Out loud
Clothes are off, my health recedin'
Somewhere she dreams, somewhere she's dreamin′
Of Caribbean Nica Libres
At dusk
While the faithful dispose of a generation
And all of the mountains whisper knowingly
I order a colada and sit to count my dollars
And watch eagles soar in circles
Perpetually
Door is locked, my gums are bleedin′
Outside she reads, outside she's readin′
The evacuation procedure
Out loud
Clothes are off, my health recedin'
Somewhere she dreams, somewhere she′s dreamin'
Of Caribbean Nica Libres
At dusk
While the faithful dispose of a generation
And all of the mountains rumble knowingly
I order a colada and sit, to count my dollars
And watch eagles soar in circles
Perpetually
Forever, forever
Such a beautiful thing
Now that I am older and don′t look over my shoulder
I know what is there in front of me
Ten Marlboro cigarettes, I rolled the butts into the bottle tops
Today I will stare at the sea
'Til my eyes have had enough
Enough (enough)
Is that enough?
Writer(s): Benjamin Howard, Richard Thomas, Nathan Wason, India Bourne, Kyle Keegan, Michael Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com