"Santa Fe Sunrise" Lyrics

Red sun rising,
Very striking,
Against a turquoise sky,
Like a stranger,
Morning lingers,
As suits and coffee pass me by,
Unaware of my position,
The sun just glistens,
Distorting time and space,
As cactus cuts my face.

Like a Santa Fe sunrise,
Fresh air and bright lights,
And the red of my eyes,
With blue inside,
Is like the inverse of the skies.

And it's been such a long time,
Counting boxes on trains,
I met an angel from Amarillo,
She left the way she came,
I'm a victim of the night,
A Sunday morning threat,
This hangs over my head,

Like a Santa Fe sunrise,
Fresh air and bright lights,
And the red of my eyes,
With blue inside,
Is like the inverse of the skies.
Like a Santa Fe sunrise,
But there's an ache in my head,
Like a Santa Fe sunrise,
But I'm standing in Gallup instead.

I don't know how I ever got here - this near,
Like an alien who's trying to find his way,
To space.

It's like being at the right place at the right time,
Seeing something beautiful,
And having to pay it no mind.

Like a Santa Fe sunrise,
But there's an ache in my head,
Like a Santa Fe sunrise,
But I'm standing in Roswell instead.