Spain

Spain, Spain

Oh I dreamed last night of Spain

After goin' through old journals

Entries written from planes from trains

Trains to Zaragoza, stops in Pamplona

Nights in Barcelona, nights in Cadiz

Nights in Sevilla, pullin' oranges from trees

Sittin' around Madrid cafes

Eatin' Jamon Serrano and tortilla

Crema Catalana

Drinking Cafe con leche

Thanksgiving in San Sebastion

A lonely cart with wheels

Was brought to my lonely room while I was

Watchin' Trains, Planes and Automobiles

Bilbao, Bilbao

Last time there I was wowed

By the amount of friends I saw

Oh how I miss them now

We talked and we laughed

Until the sun came up

And it started rainin' out of nowhere

And I went up to my room and I slept

Spain, Spain

How miss my friends in Spain

Ezequiel and Paz

Miguel, Jose, and Olga

Don't know when I'm gonna see them again

My god, I miss them, as I’ve told ya'

Nights in Tenerife

Oh the Canary Islands

Don't know when I'll ever be back

But I'm so glad I got visit

I recall a tour date in Majorca

With Damien Jurado

Back when he was vegan eatin’ pistachios

And I was eatin' plates of Jamon Ebirco

Woke up from my Spanish dream this morning

And looked at my phone

A text from a friend and Biden had won

Got up got dressed kissed Caroline goodbye

Walked down Jack Kerouac Alley

The tables were full of people drinkin' wine

Vesuvio's was blastin' Sonic Youth’s “Teenage Riot”

Today's a great day, today I'm feeling great

I've got love in my life, I got prosciutto on my plate

And a bowl full of grapes and friends for days

And Ravel plays on my stereo, while I gaze at the Golden Gate