Sinner in the Sea
There's a piano playing on the ocean floorBetween Havana and New OrleansDrummin' a requiem for the deadAnd the souls hanging on every poet's prayerRunning to the rock, running to the seaPrayin' to the Lord please shelter meBut the ground keeps shaking, water is boiling on fireBlood pulsing through their veinsLike the waves crashing on the Malecón wall
Clocks stopping at twelve on the eve of a forgotten warLuis drivin' a '59 making it half way across the GulfStranded on the rock, stranded on the seaThere's a wall in the ocean between you and meDreams of reaching dry land, talking to the fortune tellerPrisoners pounding the jailLike the waves crashing on the Malecón wall
Someone lost an eye, someone lost the truthTrying to save face, oh 'neath the eyes of the Virgin el CobreShout me a line sister, shout me a line sisterOh I see your hands in the air, see you drowning on the other side
"Chief's in the parish and the drummers in the squareWalkin' across the fire, walkin' across the waves"
Sinner in the rock, sinner in the seaThere's a sunken bridge 'tween you and meRunning past the embassy gates, the Santería shrineBlood pulsing thru their veins like the waves they rememberCrashing on the Malecón wall