Sand And Foam-Donovan

[00:19.35]The sun was going down behind a tattoo tree [00:26.59]And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the [00:31.19]Sea [00:34.31]And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity [00:40.30]As I dug you digging me in Mexico [00:52.91]There in the Valley of Scorpio beneath the cross of jade [01:00.39]Smoking on a seashell pipe the gypsies had made [01:07.80]We sat and we dreamed awhile of smugglers bringing wine [01:13.91]That crystal-thought time in Mexico [01:23.28]Sitting in a chair of bamboo sipping grenadine [01:30.82]Straining my eyes for a surfacing submarine [01:38.46]Kingdoms of ants walk across my feet [01:44.20]I'm a-shaking in my seat in Mexico [01:59.69]Grasshoppers creaking in the velvet jungle night [02:07.05]Microscopic circles in the fluid of my sight [02:14.11]Watching a black-eyed native girl cut and trim the lamp [02:20.57]Valentino vamp in Mexico [02:35.61]The sun was going down behind a tattoo tree [02:43.04]And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the [02:47.59]Sea [02:50.09]And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity [02:56.64]As I dug you digging me in Mexico