Another Damn New Mexico Sunset
Too much beauty, give me a break...
Sift one cup folk, one cup R&B, one cup blues, one tablespoon jazz. Mix in spirit of Johnny Cash, Leonard Cohen, and Greg Brown. Add to taste: dry humor, faith against odds, bloody heartbreak. Bake 5o-some years in hard knocks oven. Add spark of Goddess. Serve with acoustic guitar and baritone vocals.
Story behind the song
I realized that of all my songs, not one of them couldn't have been written by a guy in New York City. So I looked out the window...
Lyrics
Another Damn New Mexico Sunset
Just another New Mexico sunset
The colors burst out of control
Another damn outrageous sunset
Violet, orange, rose, gold
If I painted like that they’d say it was tacky
Too garish, too lurid, no class
Sunset and Company staged the whole damn play
With spotlights through colored glass
Every evening, the same damn thing,
I’m tired of this splendor and glory
Good thing I sleep in so I don’t have to see
Sunrise, the same unbelievable story
Just another New Mexico rainstorm
Black desert clouds electrified
Another damn outrageous rainstorm
Buckets of rain in the heat of July
This thunder and lightning is over the top,
Not subtle like rain in Seattle
Martha disapproves of this vulgar display
It’s not weather, it’s more like a battle
Every summer, the same damn thing,
I’m tired of this glory and splendor
Enough, I say, no more shock and awe,
Mail this chaos back to the sender
Just another New Mexico moonrise
It’s too big, too close to be real
Another damn outrageous moonrise
Rough white stone, shaped like a wheel
How do they hang that thing up in the air?
Give an Oscar for special effects
You’ve got to admit it’s a pretty cool trick
What illusion will they think up next?
Every month, the same damn thing,
This grandeur is making me weary
Don’t mess with the moon, the Goddess gets mad
Her gravity’s not just a theory
Just another New Mexico night sky
There can’t really be that many stars
Another damn outrageous night sky
Planets are glowing like the ends of cigars
There was no milky way where I came from,
But here it’s laid out like a rug
How do they do that? It’s hard to believe
Did somebody slip me a drug?
Every night, the same damn stars,
How much rapture can one person take?
Just one more New Mexico miracle
Enough beauty! Give me a break!
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