Aware (Acapulco Gold) (feat. The Crooked Tree Band)

Tropical roses dance before my feet Singular poses from everyone you meet Far away the snow falls on empty cobble streets Old men smile at all the pretty girls they meet I'm aware of the finer things I am aware I'm aware of the things between I am aware Shimmering sparkle on golden gilded greens Bursting down the mountainside and pouring to the sea The turtles rise to usher in the dawning of the moon Crystal sands and eager hands to sow the seeds in bloom I'm aware of the finer things I am aware I'm aware of the things between I am aware In the madness of the night The creatures fold their wings to fly In hopes to find a better place to call home Brown skinned sirens sing the ships to calmer seas Mujeres tan divinas, the mariachi plea Raise the sails and map the trails to the edges of my mind Lift the stones, unearth the bones and see what we may find I'm aware of the finer things I am aware I'm aware of the things between I am aware