In Memory of Frederico Garcia Lorca

[Verse 1]
Came to love those sad eyes
That could not hold their sorrow
Looking out the window for hours
Holding a cold cup of tea

[Verse 2]
Came to love those sad eyes
That could not see beyond the pane
The reflection of the candle wax
Melting into a sea

[Verse 3]
Far away across the ocean
Stones hold their history
The light and airy window sash
Is the lie of poetry

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
The fascists came, a sudden thud
They overran Granada
Books and papers on the floor
Spectacles bent and broken

[Verse 5]
Came to love those sad eyes
That held for us these memories
Of the firing squad and the warm wind
Blowing through the curtain cloth