Wait and See Ron Pope

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Working girls cursing teenaged Marines, ‘til the TJ police came and broke up the scene
Damn the stars, they seem brighter down here, haven’t looked up in years since I left where I’m from

Remembering St.Augustine, wasn’t quite twenty three, with a bag full of secrets in a maze of concrete, And a busted lip I came by honestly
What will become of me?
I guess we’ll just wait and see

Headed south, Ensenada again, carried slow by the wind, broke as I’ve ever been. Buried deep all the beauty I keep, drank tequila so cheap that they should’ve paid me

Then I woke up alone with my hand on the phone and (or “but”) nobody to call who’d invite me back home, Was I chased all this way by my chemistry?
What will become of me?
I guess we’ll just wait and see

I’ll come down off the cross, sometimes we all get lost, I’m so sick of myself, can’t afford what it costs, to be drowned in a sea of my memories
What will become of me?
I guess we’ll just wait and see