Three Weeks In Havana - Blake Mills

作词：Blake Mills

作曲：Blake Mills

I married Susanna

In a place called Havana

The autumn breeze carried me away

The heat and fog around me leaving

Sweet and vacant were the days

Truth and honesty

Can be two very different things

A truth can be carelessly confessed

And honestly

The truth

I do not ask

For fear it's what I'll get

Out there in Havana

Paint peels like banana

The idol is loved and misplaced

Glimmering fronds of a royal palm

Shelter now the unattended face

Headless bird on a jungle spear

No we're not playing games here

Perhaps it'd be best if we moved along

The dream ends suddenly

The spirit leaves a hint a gift a song

So I buried Susanna

In a place called Havana