Alba Del Orate

The Mars Volta

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Just because I see lightning rods in your blinding swathe
Just because God washes his love
I'm looking for fractures in time
To give me parallels

To give me other selves when I needed it most
Awakened love can wash it all
Unread notes and floating bottles
I fix the breaks, but blame myself

These numbing tools have lost their touch
But I drove it to the bottom
Yes, I drove it over you
But I drove it to the bottom
Yes, I drove it over you