The day before
The matador
Watched his only love expire
Through spanish eyes

And the candles danced like ballerinas
And the fragile breath's like emphysema
But we have only life to leave
Slip into shadows like a gypsy

I saw my future only yesterday
When I awoke from a dream
The beast before me in a cloud of dust
Cruelty amused the plastic crowd

Death rattles dirty little secrets
Like a skull without a home
Etched in stone above your grave
The only son we could not save

I saw you crying only dressed in black
Our love would then become a dream
Close your eyes and find me as you sleep
Now more alive than I ever was

Inside this coliseum the crowd craves the blood of the beast
Doubtless their sense of pity is measured by the size of the victim
Arch your back and open wide, fill the void with violence
Arch your back and open wide, fill the void with violence
I know you're waiting for that day when love arrives to finally calm your heart

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The Art of Bullfighting song meanings
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