Ikean Cuba

Hey baby
Wanna ride to see?
all the salty streets
of love and creed

I got everything but the one I need
Can´t go back so here I sleep
Loving all the lights and the purple bleed
This is my home and what I need

Let´s roll down to the Ikean Cuba
Smoke all the puros that they can offer
Don´t mind the fuzz,
just miss the bus
Easy living and smooth crimes
Try to spell all the words you know that rhymes
with lies

It´s just a coconut
but we can laugh all we want
While we roll down to the Ikean Cuba
I might miss something
and you might
kiss

You know sometimes it´s hard for me
to realize that I´m not asleep
That I live and breath
Like when you used to know me

You shouldn´t leave me alone
´cause I might be myself
I feel like the waves
might take my breathe away

I´m not sure anymore
but can you recall
How we used to dance every floor
It doesn´t matter
how pretty we are
All we still do
is fall apart

It´s just a coconut
but we can laugh all we want
While we roll down to the Ikean Cuba
I might miss something
and you might
kiss

It´s just a coconut
but we can laugh all we want
While we roll down to the Ikean Cuba
I might miss something
and you might
kiss

She

She´s been there all along
Covered in needs and storms
She wants to love all that´s gone
and write the perfect songs

The wait´s been long as the scarp´s been strong
The metal in the wine,
all the good in the wrong
She wants to break free and run
where she was never born

And wait
wait ´til the room is filled with fishes
bath streaming like an eager river
As she dives in to seek dreams and wishes
the kinds that makes both of her shiver
Blue water and bluegrass
Sad songs sung with a smile
Gravitation takes over as the times pass
Let her float there for a while

Don´t confuse your life with happiness
don´t you mix up love with lust
She tells her self to get over it
This might be just another thrust

Oh, she loves you, she always has
But what is there to give
when nothing lasts
Nothing´s given without a promise
No one to meet without a pass

And glare
The brilliant and crass bloom
When they´re supposed to rendezvous
like mornings when the Sun shoos the Moon
That´s how she stares at you
You are Life
but she doesn´t know how to live you
She wants to write you right
but she doubts how to spell you

So she´s hiding there in the heights
Waiting for the right time to fall
And all of the passing lights
might be the sign to enter on

She´s dirty and covered with twigs
She might be old
but she knows her tricks
She wants to know how to dive
into the city that can´t be fixed

And hide
into the vortex of reality
and white foam of bizarre dreams
Learn to love with blue serenity
Poise with Sun beams
´Cause you´re Life
and she wants to know how to feel you
though the world doesn´t seem right
She wants to know how it feels to hold you