We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

lyrics

I met her on a highway to, nowhere,
My mouth was dry and my throat was numb, ain't need eyes to see,
I was chasing butterflies and kissin' the floor, dreamin' of some cheap whores,
And baby I tell you'll run forevermore,
Dreamin' of crystal shores,
In the sandlines of the Sonora,

Oh La Llorona,

And as my spirit floats away, floatin' towards that godless gray,
I learned to curse the day I was born,
Forlorn, above the empty sands,
And I can't, feel my hands as I, drift away,
From this, haunted land,
As bonedust is lifted in the wind,

In my, many, travels,
I met a, cockaroach,
He told me, to envy the dead,
For the weeds grow long, and the sun burns on,
Like an insects high wire hum,

And baby I tell you'll run forevermore,
Dreamin' of crystalline shores,
In the sands of the Sonora,

Oh, La Llorona

credits

from All the Pretty Little Horses (Demo EP), released October 29, 2013

license

tags

about

Buitre Glendale, Arizona

Aggressive punky folk and strange experimental folk hailing from the the urban necropolis of Phoenix, Arizona and it's barren suburbs. Dry, dead, and blunt, just like the Sonora.

contact / help

Contact Buitre

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Buitre, you may also like: