The Silos HASTA LA VICTORIA MILES AWAY Something about the way that you smile is a warning to me Something about the way that you smile is a warning to me I can't seem to get through to you No matter how hard I try I can't seem to get through to you and I don't know why You are miles away How can we go on not talking? How can we go on? How can we go on just laughing and smiling and nothing Nothing at all There's nothing at all There's nothing at all We are miles away Something about the way that you smile is a warning to me Something about the way that we laugh at each other is giving us Giving us away Because there's nothing at all If we don't start talking soon We are miles away © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved [Image] ALL I KNOW IS YOUR NAME The way you move me is a mystery Can't get enough I can't get enough It hurts It hurts You check me later and send God's blesses I'll go with you I'll go with you yet I don't want to say I don't want to say I don't want to say I don't know my name All I know is your name The way you think and the way you do You can go anywhere It hurts I don't want to say I don't want to say I don't want to say I don't know my name All I know is your name There is no home here at all I still can't let it go It hurts It hurts The way you move me is a mystery I don't know I don't know if I don't know if I I don't know if I ought to I don't know if I want to know I hurts © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved YOUR LAST LIFE When I hold you to my chest and Lay my chin on your shoulder Your last life Your last life Your last life's gotta go I'm on loan from a friend Rest awhile, then disguise yourself Your last life Your last life Your last life's gotta go Behind a false wall Is a beautiful weapon to help you along Your last life Your last life Your last life's gotta go The future is uncertain, but The past is a bust I can tell by your expression There's hope on the horizon There's hope on the horizon © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved MY BIG CAR Drive all day Drive around Drive aroubd this city Drive around the potholes, but I hit, I hit, I hit I hit I got hit, I got hit and It's the end It's all over for My big car Got my big car about four weeks ago It's yellow with silver chrome and numbers on the side and I'll take fast corners and Cut people off when I want to I'll drive around the city Leave no parts untraveled I'll go anywhere I want to because I'm not afraid, but It's the end It's all over for My big car I love that car I stay up all night in my car I love that car I stay up all night in my car I'm not afraid of my job and I'm handy with my tools I don't smoke or drink while I'm working and I keep my tires real full It handles better that way I love my car, I love that car I love that car, I love my car, but It's the end It's all over I hit, I hit, I hit I hit I got hit, I got hit and It's the end It's all over for My big car © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved [Image] NOBODY BUT YOU Nobody but you Nobody but you There's noboby Nobody but you I know I'm So happy The thing you do It brings me near I'm not lonely anymore My someday is here I don't know where it's going I don't know where it's going I don't know where this thing is going I don't know where this thing is going I know that I'm So happy When I hear you call my name It brings me joy When you say that you're my friend You're my friend I'm not alone anymore Nobody but you There's noboby Nobody but you I say I'm So happy We're so happy © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved ALL NIGHT AUDIO All night.... © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved HENRIETTA Smoke in the kitchen Burn, burn, burn Burn them steak and eggs Burn them hash browns It's so hard It's so hard It's so hard to hate Henrietta Walk away from me Henrietta Tipping the balance sheet Give me back my soul Out on the fire escape Cough, cough, cough Down in the backyard Watch it all burn down It's so hard It's so hard It's so hard to hate Henrietta Out comes the firetruck Yeah. yeah, yeah I feel like a firetruck, but Henrietta's laughing her heart out It's so hard It's so hard It's so hard to hate Henrietta Walk away from me Henrietta Tipping the balance sheet Give me back my soul © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved SOMETIMES WHEN I COME OVER Sometimes when I come over It's not enough Sometimes when I come over It's not enough Sometimes when I come over There's somebody else There's somebody else Sometimes when we're together It's not enough Sometimes when we're together It's not enough Sometimes when we're together There's somebody else There's somebody else I've seen him come and go I want to know tonight I'm sick of him tonight Sometimes when I come over There's somebody else There's somebody else © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved FIND SOMEONE The path between's been all run down The colors of Summer are gone The weight upon your mind will soon be lifted Hold on Bright white light Hold on Te dead, dead night is coming along Holding on Find somebody Holding on Find someone Holding on to the chance I love your eyes I love you smile You drive me crazy Let's kiss for awhile and Forget about the life before and after Hold on Bright white light Hold on Te dead, dead night has come along Holding on Find somebody Holding on Find someone Holding on to the chance Somebody's holding somebody's hand Your look it takes me in Hold on Bright white light Hold on Te dead, dead night has come along Holding on Find somebody Holding on Find someone Holding on to the chance to forget © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved ALL SPRING ALL SUMMER Holding close the moment we made Shaking all over the place I stayed up all night thinking So much going on No time to get used to it You took more from me than I had Never thought I'd want a kiss so bad My judgement was anything but good I can't seem to remember To forget the way I'm made If all of the fear was out of the way Anything could happen Everyone has something to give Let's give it all away All spring all summer I didn't phone you You didn't phone me back I still want you, but My life is so far away From goals that may not be in store and I may not see you anymore Stayed up all night thinking So much going on Got the rest of my lifetime To get used to it If all of the fear was out of the way Anything could happen Everyone has something to give Let's give it all away All spring all summer © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved TRY TOMORROW I've been thinking about my sister-in-law Can she be real? Can her family be real? It seems so easy, can it be real? She got such beautiful children in the deal I've been thinking about my brother There's something about the way he talks to me I don't know if he's happy or if he's not I don't know if he's wanting or Thinking about what he's got I've been at the door Years have come, years have gone Try today, try tomorrow I've been thinking about this friend of mine He gets angry He does what he wants Can he be real? Can his life be real? Wish I could get angry Could it help me learn to feel? I've been at the door Years have come, years have gone Try today, try tomorrow There's nothing I can say There's nothing I can say to her She always knows what it is I haven't found the one I still haven't found the one for me I look all night, right up to the sunrise Looking forward to the day The light shine's on me I've been at the door Years have come, years have gone Try today, try tomorrow © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved FIND A WAY I don't know about you, but I've been thinking around here Something's happening, but I don't know what time it is Or what street we're on, or what city we're in It's all up in the air We got two lives, three lives, four lives How many lives can we bear? There's something going on around here There's something going on around here Let's find a way, find a way Work it out, there's something about The way the night we drove around We read each other's minds out loud We always find so many reasons So many excuses, so many things we've said Let's look it straight in the eye and turn ourselves around Maybe the Atlantic and the Pacific Will come together somehow There's something going on around here There's something going on around here Let's find a way, find a way Work it out, there's something about The way the night we drove around We read each other's minds out loud Find a way, work it out Try and turn ourselves around Because there's something wrong in the way We're living our lives somehow We twist it right then left and stay awake till five We travel East then West and pray that we arrive That it won't get away from us That there's still time to Find a way, find a way Work it out, there's something about The way the night we drove around We read each other's minds out loud Find a way, work it out Try and turn ourselves around Because there's something wrong in the way We're living our lives somehow © 1992 Walter Salas-Humara 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI All rights reserved