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Time to Leave Cadiz
Spanish acoustic guitar, drums. piano. Singer-Songwriter,Melancholic,Male Vocal, powerful and Emotional, American Traditional Folk, Contemplative, gypsy kings vibe,Emotional
2025-11-02 20:33:13
V2.0
[Verse 1]
Foolish pride washes over me
Like the breakers through the sands
Faces walk in front of me
making small talk
In a language I don’t understand
The sky opens up and bleeds bright red
In the morning when it comes
Old battles fought on city streets
Echo like forgotten drums
[Chorus]
Oh Callie, your heart’s still burning
Like the sun off the rocks
on the edge of the sea
Every tide that turns is learning
How to take what it can’t keep
The bells are calling softly, darling
But maybe they don’t call for me
So tell me, God, is it time to leave Cádiz?
[Verse 2]
Strange men from a strange land
Stroll through markets by the coast
Young men from Morocco
Dying in their boats
Their faces hard, their skin is gold
Smiles easy to let them know
Passing cars like movie stars
Along the silver screen below
Gone too soon without a sound
Just an echo in the glow
[Bridge]
Levantine breeze from across the straits
Crawls through Andalusian plains
Green hills hum like whispered prayers
White villas sleep beneath the rain
And the grapes wait patient to be wine—
Like I wait for peace of mind
[Verse 3]
Markets move with a fleeting pace
In the old city streets
Blinded by their ancient walls
I looked for weeks just to find my feet
Old men reading earnest books
Watch from cafés in the shade
Their eyes ask quiet questions
No language could translate
[Chorus]
Oh Callie, your soul’s been turning
Like a dancer lost at sea
Every step you take keeps learning
How to fall and still believe
The voices hum in Spanish twilight
“Quedate, don’t ever leave”
But maybe it’s my time—
My time to leave Cádiz
[Outro]
The harbor hums beneath the moon
The city sighs and sways
A thousand stories whisper through
The salt and the decay
And though my heart is heavy still,
It’s lighter than it used to be
Maybe finding love means losing
What was never meant for me
So I turn my face toward the sea—
Callie’s time to leave Cádiz.
