Stinger (Five Wigs) - Polvo

When one line refuses to cover

When his heart is already tied to another

If it is traced from the cycle I’m in

When the turn stops the next one begins

One ten-second relapse to meander

Endanger by the point of a stinger

And now it’s stuck in my gut

Is it my turn to keep these things shut

Sometimes you dream of people

Older than your city in the back of your mind

The pages tear away from the spine

Then it’s your turn to make our mind

Five wings and the poacher has me

Staring like you don’t want to see

We call it a blast from the past

We can fly by to make it last