Calexico – Stray

· by · in Music - Sophisti style. ·

Packed his things in a rusted car
And rode off in the rain
Came upon a church in ruin
With an old man dwelling within
Who said, “watch where you stray my friend”
Old man spoke of meanings lost and without name….

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