Porteño from Perdix by Vensaire
PORTEÑO
Daedalus hitches a ride aboard a boat. It stops at Spanish Gibraltar, the gateway to the Atlantic Ocean, where he relishes his time relaxing on the sand listening to flamenco. Set on adventure, he leaves the coast and crosses the ocean. In Rio de Janeiro, he meets women and eats well. Eager to explore more mysteries he heads to Buenos Aires and dances the tango. At last he has become the Porteño he sought to be, however something has changed inside Daedalus: for the first time he considers ending his journey. If I could find a place in which to let loose my losing mind. Yet this brief thought is replaced by wanderlust and Daedalus travels to the shores of Peru to explore Machu Pichu. But he is never at ease. The winds still called me… Daedalus’ hectic journey parallels the excitement of creation—with the blank page before you anything seems possible. But haste to try everything often leads to a lack of focus that can be its own form of stagnation.
Tracklist
| 3. | Porteño | 5:24 |
Lyrics
I'm leaving it all behind,
All those well placed lives
I'm taking my chances as the ship
As the wind on the highest of tides
To become a Porteño:
Live forever in a wandering life
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I landed on an island
On the rock of the straight
I took my time with my meals
I smoked a cigarette & drank
All there was to drink
& laid with the sand hearing
Hand claps & flamencoing strums
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I got up one morning,
Left the Aegean Sea,
So I did the same with Spain
I steamed
my boat to the open ocean streams
& pulled it down to Rio
The Ember City the sea glistening
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I danced the Carnivale
I kissed all the pretty girls
I smelled the tropical fruit
& the breezes off sugarloaf
But in my wanderlust I left
The soft sand for the silvering south
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I've got this seedling
Growing in my eyes
I've got this feeling
That I’ll find something
That no one has ever seen,
I’ll hold it close & I'll find it green
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I came upon fair winds,
In its silver lining
I danced the tango, a Porteño
I wanted to know
If I could find a place
In which to let loose my losing mind
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I sailed around the horn,
The Peruvian shore
I found the Incans, the high lands,
Old mountains of purple & gold
Yet the winds still called me.
