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Friday, October 14, 2011

Me and My Amygdala

Jaroslav Čermák
 September 1, 1831 - April 23, 1878

  Čermák was a Czech painter known primarily for his history paintings.. 
Many of his paintings are in the collection of the National Gallery in Prague.

Romance in Durango (Fight or Flight)

Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
Dust on my face and on my cape
Me and my Amygdala on the run
I think this time we shall escape

Sold my guitar to the baker’s son
For a few crumbs and a place to hide
But I can get another one
And I’ll play for Amygdala as we ride

Don't cry, my dear
Neo-Cortex watches over us
Soon the horse will take us to Durango
Hold me tight, my love
Soon the desert will be gone
Soon we will be dancing the fandango

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people
Hoofbeats like castanets on stone
At night I dream of bells in the village steeple
Then I see the bloody face of Ramon

Was it me that shot him down in the cantina
Was it my hand that held the gun?
Come, let us fly, my Amygdala
The dogs are barking and what’s done is done

Don't cry, my dear
Neo Cortex watches over us
Soon the horse will take us to Durango
Hold me tight, my love
Soon the desert will be gone
Soon we will be dancing the fandango

At the corrida we’ll sit in the shade
And watch the young torero stand alone
We’ll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed
When they rode with Villa into Torreón

Then the padre will recite the prayers of old
In the little church this side of town
I will wear new boots and an earring of gold
and shine with diamonds in my wedding gown

The way is long but the end is near
Already the fiesta has begun
The face of Neo Cortex will appear
With His serpent eyes of obsidian

Don't cry, my dear
Neo Cortex watches over us
Soon the horse will take us to Durango
Hold me tight, my love
Soon the desert will be gone
Soon we will be dancing the fandango

Was that the thunder that I heard?
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
Come sit by me, don’t say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain?

Quick, Amygdala, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light
Aim well my little one
We may not make it through the night

Don't cry, my dear
Neo Cortex watches over us
Soon the horse will take us to Durango
Hold tight, my love
Soon the desert will be gone
Soon we will be dancing the fandango

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