Letter To Bowie Knife-Calexico

[00:00.00]Calexico - Letter to Bowie Knife [00:14.20] [00:16.20]Everyday on my way home [00:27.70]The clouds would break and the angels [00:31.34]Would sing their refrain [00:34.39] [00:39.63]This world's an ungodly place [00:45.72]Strangled by vines unchaste [00:51.41]So with my shining blade of steel [00:54.94]I would cut a path wide [00:57.45] [01:03.45]Dipped in the ink of the fight [01:09.51]Written clean through the night [01:15.39]Mark my words upon the front page [01:19.36]To set my world straight [01:21.54] [01:26.33]It's too late, it's too late.... [01:44.77]Just like I found it, my world is split [01:49.56]Right down the spine [01:51.74] [02:01.21]Years bled dry now ripe for a reckoning [02:07.08]My blade's back slash beckoning [02:13.31]Slice my wounds and I make the sign one more time [02:19.18] [02:24.35]Come on. come on. come home. come home [02:35.53]Yeah it's too late, it's too late [02:38.72]It's too late, to refrain...refrain...refrain... [02:49.38] [02:54.48]Did those angels ever sing? [02:58.54]Sliced my world in two [03:01.61] [03:03.10] [03:05.77] [03:06.00]END