El Tuerto Y Los Ciegos

Naked from cold and beautiful as yesterday
As exact as two plus two equals three
She came to me, I could barely see her
I learned to hide my stupidity

Welcome Cassandra
Welcome to the Sun and my childhood
Keep on dancing around
Even though we may be few who
Can still see you

You told them a story knowing how to tell it
And they believed your soul was troubled
Mediocrity is normal for some
Madness is being able to see beyond

Dance and dance, Cassandra
I say well, well, well I could see her
I'm not talking about ghosts or God
I just tell you the things that
You usually lose