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Sittin on the beach in Sante Teresa with my old friend St. Peter He reached out his hand and peeled back the night sky He pulled it aside like a black velvet curtain That was studed with tiny little diamonds He said come let's go and take a look outside Floatin on the foam an angel appeared in the form of a waveand whispered, "We're the wave rollin in to the shore we're alive But when it crashes there's an under tow that's just as strong as the current And your journey continues with the ebbin tide" Jojo stokes the fire with the flute in his hand I picked up my scattered thoughts i had strewn about the sand And Mesqolito had desended in the spirit of a dog And led me off into the jungle fading in the fog was coming from the breath of serpant all around unseen but clearly heard I spin and fall and laugh and cry i hung on every word He said "i'm the left hand of god and i'm much harder to understand While the right hand will coddle you like a child i will push you to be a man And all of the troubles in the world will fall upon my name But if you drown in that mighty ocean Letras de cancionesthe ocean's not to blame" [the leviathan is coming] Sittin on the beach in Sante Teresa with my old friend St. Peter He reached out his hand and peeled back the night sky He pulled it aside like a black velvet curtain That was studed with tiny little diamonds He said come let's go and take a look outside From Letras Mania