lyrics
Agave, agave Adobe – Dulce, dulce case de sol.
Agave, agave Adobe – Dulce, dulce casa de mi amor.
Seeking shelter, seeking shade, I’m knockin’ on your door,
From the dust of the land is where it began,
The breath of life it was given unto the sand,
Forged in love it was done by the Craftsman’s hands.
Tested and withered with time, though it still stands.
‘Cause, forged in love it was done by the Craftsman’s hands.
Agave, agave Adobe – Dulce, dulce case de sol.
Agave, agave Adobe – Dulce, dulce casa de mi amor.
Seeking shelter, seeking shade, I’m knockin’ on your door,
In the desert alone I know I must find,
A reason to live, a reason to survive,
A reason to stay and a reason to leave,
But reason is void under this kind of heat.
In the east that sun it rises again,
But my thoughts are weary, yeah my head it spins.
Spinnin’ ‘round the thoughts that I used to have,
Spinnin’ ‘round the days that won’t come back.
And I’m bitter for the wind and I’m bitter for the pain,
Bitter for the rain that simply never came,
Bitter for the water that washed away my sin,
Bitter at myself ‘cause I still live in it.
But I - am seeking your direction,
‘Cause I- have lost touch with my affection,
And my – eyes have filled with sand,
And I need a guiding hand –
- To set me on my feet again.
To take me back where it all began,
To where you open up the door again to –...
credits
from
Gleewood,
released November 22, 2013
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