Waiting For The Sun

(Words and music written by Elena Diaz, Jose Lopez, Eduardo Rosado y Victor Sanchez)

Oh, my friend I climbed at the mountain
I saw dogs and fires
I heard wolfs' howl
but I never saw your light

I was at Gold City
they put candles for dead
the wind wept leafs from the way
but anything really shone

I smashed the world with
no more arms that a burning heart
I lay in wait to see a man
waiting for the sun

I looked at eds and he said
there's a spider with eight legs
I reached the bright from the chaos
Of innocent dull crimes

I felt the heat
and I picked up a black guitar
she never said nothing
but I'm sorry, it's too dark