Monterey Lyrics - Tim Buckley

Under a loop of stars in the vulgar cold 

The dead airport lay 

By the pebbles of the highway 

Through the snail clouds 

You soared to your lover 

I hurried away my darling 

With a howl in my throat. 

Hiding inside the weeds 

In the orange grove, 

The black rooster crowed 

Through the hollow of the midnight. 

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With my shot blood, 

With stains on my fingers, 

I run with the damned, my darling: 

They have taught me to laugh. 

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