It's only the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long Sailing through the autumn singin' an ancient song Or falling in in the streets at night at the edge of a local square It's only that I'm tonight thinkin' I was there
There's high winds on the tonight, my soul departs from me Striding Thalia's Ghost south on the murky sea And midnight's tapestry she fades, ragged and wild Searching down her ancestry in the of a Persian child
So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, the heron are flying low Echo the songs my knew in the towns of Mexico
When I was young my eyes were wise, my was good to me Instead of having a of sons he had two other girls and me And if we'd used our Spanish names, the way they'd run Thalia, and Juanita, I'm the middle one
The screen door kept the Demons in as we moved from to town It's hard to be a princess in the States your skin is brown And Mama smoothed my brow, as I leaned on the kitchen door "Why do you carry the weight", she "Of the and maybe more"
Gulf winds me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon the dawn will break anew And cool me here on this pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the songs my fathers in the towns of Mexico
My grandfathers were ministers and it came on down the My Father preached in his parents' he was ten years and nine And Mama dressed in clothes and didn't believe in Hell Her fought the DAR, if he'd lived, I'd have known him well
They said, "Go find a School", we must have tried them all I never stole the silver plate, my sisters had more gall One preacher said, "Sing out loud and clear, it's the only life got And the next one said, "Be good on You've another at the feet of God"
And Gulf winds bring me fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will break And me here on this lonely pier, where the heron are flying low Echo the songs my knew in the towns of Mexico
My father turned down many a job just to give us real It's hard to be a scientist in the States when got ideals And Mama kept the budget book, and she the garden too Bought fish the man on Thursdays, fed all of us and strangers too
But time will pass and so, alas, will most of we know tonight my memory's eye is clear as the story's being told And I'll play ball with the underdog and sit the child who's wrong Be still when the earth is silent and sing my strength is gone
So Gulf winds me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, where the are flying low Echo the my father knew in the towns of Mexico
Now Father's going to India, sometime in the They to stay together but you just can't do it all I'll think him if he goes, there's a little gray in his hair Though not much 'cause he's Mexican, they don't age, just prepare
And if he goes to India, I'll miss him of all He'll see me in the mudlarks' face, hear me in the call And Mama will stay home, I guess, and worry if she did And I'll say a prayer for both of them and sing both my song
And Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the moon me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And cool me here on this lonely pier, the heron are flying low Echo the songs my father knew in the of Mexico