Halfworld

Tonic says, "Just a swallow."
Snaps you back like a twig
'till you 'waken a bit confused in the shoes of a lonely fiddler
Drunk at the barndance
Romance exits the room
Scraping strings for a fat chanteuse...
And there's none to desire you
Whisper, "fine," and just let it go

Is nightshade a food or a poison?
Do you follow my reason?
Is reason important?
(Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro)*

Fortune fled
He stumbled off the Heaven's edge
Sixty bottles beside the bed
Magic medicine takes his easy head down the bottom
Grab the root from the stem
Box the compass and back again
Fall in love with a spiral
Where it leads only Heaven knows
So persuasive and silent
Like the oceans of vertigo

Is nightshade a food or a poison?
Do you follow my reason?
Is reason important?
At all?!
(Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro)*

Potions keg
Shifty gifts from the Dead
Drink your spirits and pray forget, how unfortunate
Some are pixie led through the forest
Where the time passes slow
You've forgotten to turn your coat, and now you're growing old
And reason is spinning itself into gold
And all time is frozen once reason's been sold

Is nightshade a food or a poison?
Do you follow my reason?
Is reason important?
At all?!
(Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro)*

* (Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro - English translation - Because tomorrow there may be a funeral)
Translation provided by Patino Vazquez