Maria 63 - Tropical Fuck Storm

It took me years but then we finally

Had a time and place to meet

She looked a whole lot like her mother

If she was who she claimed to be

But I had my doubts as I walked

Out of the airport to my car

Then I watched all Buenos Aires melting

Through the rain pelting the glass

And oh, Maria

As a child I loved you most

Oh, Maria

I’m not so stubborn now, not even close

I knocked, she led me up

She filled a kettle in the sink

Told me her mother bought the place

After she got out of Berlin

She weren’t staying to thank no Russian tank

None of her sisters got away

Some wound up turned into lampshades

While the rest burned at the stake

But Maria with her iron cross

Had fled into the sky

She reached the old Chilean border

Wrapped in a deerskin with her child

But oh, Maria

I thought that you could read my mind

Oh, Maria

I’m no reporter, you have no child

You see, what I’m sayin'

Is Maria’s here with us now

And that’s 'cause she is you

And you will live forever

And it’s too late to know

If the rest is lies or truth

But I do know you’re proof

That there’s no God in heaven

Oh, Maria

Who vanished without trace

Is now sat face to face

With someone who remembers

Oh, Maria

Is it a blessing or a curse

How all your men die with the Earth

And yet your life is endless?

Oh, Maria

My work will set you free

It’s like a gift from you to me

By way of deception

And you can run

But you’ll never get away

So if you’re gonna make your play

The time is now or never