The Green Pajamas

La Diabla

Out of the blue her heart goes black
A change in the weather and there’s no turning back
Just behind her nimbus cloud eyes 
The familiar storm begins to rise 

Every day it’s red sky at morning
Poor sailor never gets a warning
Can’t see the stars to navigate away
You keep sailing straight into her rage 

La Diabla
Look at what you’ve become
La Diabla
You were my only one
La Diabla
The sweetness is all gone
All gone
All gone

She doesn’t drive you to drink she drives you to pray
You’ll see the sun another day
Voice of Jesus coming through the howl
Telling you, man, this is your trial



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by Laura Weller
(c) 2006