A Thousand Diamond Rings

A smashed windshield, the dust on a pickup truck

Shine with silver secrets in the Albuquerque sun

The light makes jewels of pawn shops and drive-thru banks

Wrinkled faces staring out the windows of the laundromat

And even the broken glass scattered in the street

Shines like a thousand diamond rings

Neon above the old motels

Warehouse stores and strip malls, houses sprawled across the hills

The sunset's a bird with wings made out of fire

Parking lots turn to gold as it glides across the sky

And every night from 6:00 to 6:05

The desert dirt shimmers like a sea of watermelon light

Even the broken glass shattered in the street

Shines like a thousand diamond rings