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