Augusto Molina - Neruda Lyrics

You hang out in my head a lot
Find your fun in stealing spots
Your spiral on Neruda keeps it closed

Play with every kind of green
Though lips of red colour the scene
Dust dances on the light you're standing under

Stare sometimes at pretty lines
Paint yourself as one of them
Hoped a hunch would change your mind
Spiral is round your neck again

You hang out in my head a lot
Find your fun in stealing spots
Your spiral on Neruda keeps it closed

Make your way through every night
I break your fast, you break my stride
Dust dances on the light you're standing under

Stare sometimes at pretty lines
Paint yourself as one of them
I hoped a hunch would change your mind
Spiral is round your neck again

Tend to linger over you
I lend my verse, bend my notes
Till broken just to mend them

At second glance, I see your lines
Paint myself as one of them
No parting prose, no part we chose
Your spiral's fallen off your ears