on the edge of the crater and that past
Heavier than her faith, larger than her rage
Elena has green eyes, she's born in
Conceived on the run, between
Exodus, her mother was called
She was running for her life
Lena was born, they arrived at the pier
Lena stands on the edge of the
And her laughter survives
It's loud and it's bitter,
Five times she changed her name
Till the needles get sharper
The throat tightens up and
They've al ways been there
They won't give her those stories of
barracks and trains and trucks
Lena stands on the edge of
Emptier than her faith and
Reaching larger than a ray
Play your beautiful guitar
Mexico, the air is thin, the smell of sewage,
Everything's for sale, like in
Madrid, justice doesn't take place
Money floats in channels as long
as the earth doesn't shake
It's school time and the angel moves
Of the crater of that past