Insurgentes

[Verse]

Holy Mother of the simple one

When you smile at me you bring me down

You betray your thoughts

All your prayers too low

Now out of depth, you speak in tongues

And out of breath, your work is done

[Chorus]

And your dream absolves

And your path, dissolve

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

And your dream, absolve

And your path, dissolve

[Instrumental Outro]