Soledad

[Hook]
[MC Bob Nielsen]
1802
I'm writing to you

[MC Lars]
Still stuck in Soledad
I'm lonely, dad, its true

[MC Bob Nielsen]
Hope you'll come home
When your mission is through

[MC Lars]
There's nothing but stars
And the lonely solitude

[Verse 1]
[MC Bob Nielsen]
Dear Son: Salamanca's still been the same
Six thousand miles away but I still feel your pain
Adventure and duty did, what was required
Your life in the new world, our tired, empire

[MC Lars]
Dear Father: thanks for writing
Not much is new, just heat, wind and rain
And the lonely solitude
The priesthood is difficult its driving me insane
Hypocracy, its not for me, and every night I dream of Spain

[MC Bob Nielsen]
And the son that you sired that I've been left to raise
Is looking more like you every week, every day
And it's you that I look in his eyes
Everyday he grows taller, last week he turned five

[MC Lars]
It's just me and my thoughts and the stars up in the sky
It's silent and mysterious and peaceful every single night
I was martyred for my sins when I fathered a son
So they sent me on a mission but I really wish I could run, away

[Repeat hook]

[Verse 2]
[MC Lars]
Dear Father, I fear that my faith is slowly fading
We brought the natives smallpox and mentally enslaved them
With our teachings from the bible, guilt and salvation
Trinitarian, cruel agrarians, on this-here plantation

[MC Bob Nielsen]
Dear Son, I knew Serra, we were friends, she choose church
Many souls to redeem after damning them first
Built missions, my mission, was spreading the light
At the university you can see my teaching these young minds

[MC Lars]
San Diego, Sonoma, so much more beautiful
It was you who taught loyalty, said to beautiful
They say in Carmel, that the water's so blue
And it's true, if I could, I would swim back to you

[MC Bob Nielsen]
Your wall's made of mud, the Indians have built
Adobe, well it's mostly straw, dirt, and silt
The wind and the rain will bring the walls down
God's glory gone and loneliness your crown

[Repeat hook]

[Verse 3]
[MC Lars]
Ventana to the south, Gabalons to the east
There's beauty in our home though it sometimes seems bleak
To the glory of Spain, we remain, and maintain
This edifice, our testament to faith love and pain

[MC Bob Nielsen]
A Cathedral you say that you want to be built
On the plains of Soledad, one day to be filled
With the faithful of California who've not got a clue
But Mexico will be free from Spain and so my son will you

[MC Lars]
Tears on my cheeks, La Grema, Arroyo Seco
The wind and the rain, La Terra, Yo Fuego
La Cadata, [?] [?] [?]

[MC Bob Nielsen]
Choose then to return for your work out there's down
King and church have been served and the race has been won
Disposition from above, you've earned it my son
Come home now to family come home to my love

[Repeat hook]

Dear son