Nica Libres At Dusk - Ben Howard

Door is locked

My gums are bleeding

Outside she reads

Outside she’s reading

The evacuation procedure out loud

Clothes are off

My health receding

Somewhere she dreams

Somewhere she’s dreaming

The Caribbean

Nica Libres at dusk

While the faithful dispose of a generation

And all of the mountains whisper knowingly

I order a Colada

And sit, count my dollars

And watch eagles soar in circles

Perpetually

Door is locked

My gums are bleeding

Outside she reads

Outside she’s reading

The evacuation procedure out loud

Clothes are off

My health receding

Somewhere she dreams

Somewhere she’s dreaming

The Caribbean

Nica Libres at dusk

While the faithful dispose of a generation

And all of the mountains rumble knowingly

I order a Colada

And sit, count my dollars

And watch eagles soar in circles

Perpetually

Forever, forever such a beautiful thing

Now I’m older

The knock over my shoulder

I know what is there in front of me

Ten Marlboro cigarettes

The rolled butts into the bottle tops

Today I will stand at the sea

Turn my eyes in front of me

Now, is there a now?