There is a burning moon in Mexico Love and blood go hand in hand So deep and high, I can't let go It rises red, It's sky crawl slow A bulging middle with golden band There is a burning moon in Mexico Drunk, I watch the ebb tide flow Where waves wash away at the land So deep and high, I can't let go A guitar song with black pearls so consumed with guilt I cannot stand There is a burning moon in Mexico She hangs there naked, all a glow Over an Ocean of silence and sand So deep and high, I can't let go In the distance, a storm does grow Spinning eye pull, strand by strand There is a burning moon in Mexico So deep and high, I can't let go.