Peter Von Poehl

I woke up at dawn
Not even the tide was up
Getting ready to run
But the last tune was fighting back
I opened my eyes, eventually
Not quite sure of where I was
Still in mexico of course
I got out of bed
Like an eavesdropper
Lodging in this place
An unfamiliar face
A new day glimmering
I stepped out into the sand
I'm a stranger in this land
And I'm far from Mexico
I'm far from Mexico
I once saw a book
Carelessly left on display
You were not supposed to look
As if I wasn't crazy enough
I saw pages filled with aphorisms
And the things you didn't tell
You knew mexico quite well
You knew mexico quite well

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