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by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The story starts, it was a late November night
She had a flower in her hair, he had his on tight
He his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "of course you know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you with me tonite
my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years from this date
A man was sent away to in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover everyday with tears
November 1st was the time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by herself the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they now both alone
Never to together or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all years
November 2nd from this on
He sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his on tight
He his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "of course you know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you with me tonite
my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years from this date
A man was sent away to in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover everyday with tears
November 1st was the time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by herself the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they now both alone
Never to together or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all years
November 2nd from this on
He sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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