Hoy Chorale — Palm Sunday

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On the wrong bus to Waterloo
Somebody’s late for St. Matthew

Palm sweat prone
And quivering bones
Can’t swipe right
To pick up the phone

A suffering mother waits in the foyer
Takes a bite off another nail
And shuffles into the hall
Find her two seats, but keeps
Eyes nailed to the doorway
Excuse me, sorry
That’s my son’s place

Clutching phone
Her palms sweat prone
A twitch and a chill
And quivering bones
As the crowd sighs and the lights go
Fourty-four strings meet their bow

Ja no va
Ja no va de la ma de la mare
Quan fan la compra

Agafa-me-la
Agafa’m la ma, mare
Que la tinc al fons de la butxaca
I no la sé trobar