She wakes among the sleeping furs Sangre de Christo Light Incantations without words Shaking off the night Blessing all God’s little children Bless the water as it rains Blessing all gods little creatures Calling them by name San Acacia See me as a broken man Underneath the bogenvillas Heal me with your hands You can smell her on your fingers You can taste her in your tears When she licks your wounds like wolves We were dancing back in Juarez to the one armed violin And we toast all the pretty girls who died for our sins San Acacia Won’t you help me understand Underneath the bogenvillas Won’t you take me as I am As I am... As I am... Arturo said he knew your mother before trouble had a price But now there’s only absolution in the blood of sacrifice You can take her as a lover in the morning she’ll forget You can love her as a killer You can kill without regret San Acacia I come before you broken down Underneath the bogenvillas Help me come around Take me as I am... Take me as I am... All gods little angels keep her whisper in their tongues While she sleeps among the furs and your troubled world is done San Acacia I come before you a broken man Underneath the bogenvillas Take me as I am Take me as I am... Take me as I am... So we’re dancing back in Juarez to the one armed violin And we toast all the pretty girls who died for our sin