The Fall
Well he though he'd tell her something boyfriends never said
thought he'd steal away her heart while his words rattled round her head
he saw her as a smooth black stones with eyes wet and deep
and he told her I don't want anyone flirting with me
she maintained her composure knowing full well inside she was a kid
she said: "at least we're starting out honest boy
that's something my parents never did".
they walked home tense and excited
both next to someone they couldn't see
and the night rumbled and it quaked
and the traffic light turned from red to green
well she had told him once: "Don't trust me".
but she wasn't the tramp that she wanted so badly to be
and he was too naive to see her just trying to break free
from another boy
trying to bring her father to his knees.
They made love two weeks later to the humming of her bedroom fan
and the candlelight jumped and he traced the palm of her hand
and she jumped up from the bed
and ripped the calendar from the wall
the one her father had drawn with his hands before the fall.
He though he'd tell her something
boyfriends never said . . .
La Caída
Él pensó que le diría algo que los novios nunca dicen
pensó que robaría su corazón mientras sus palabras resonaban en su cabeza
la veía como una piedra negra suave con ojos húmedos y profundos
y le dijo: no quiero que nadie coquetee conmigo
ella mantuvo la compostura sabiendo muy bien que por dentro era una niña
dijo: al menos estamos empezando honestamente chico
algo que mis padres nunca hicieron
caminaron a casa tensos y emocionados
ambos al lado de alguien que no podían ver
y la noche retumbaba y temblaba
y el semáforo cambió de rojo a verde
ella le había dicho una vez: no confíes en mí
pero no era la mujerzuela que tanto deseaba ser
y él era demasiado ingenuo para ver que ella solo intentaba liberarse
de otro chico
intentando derribar a su padre
Hicieron el amor dos semanas después al zumbido del ventilador de su habitación
y la luz de las velas bailaba y él trazaba la palma de su mano
y ella se levantó de la cama
y arrancó el calendario de la pared
el que su padre había dibujado con sus manos antes de la caída
Él pensó que le diría algo
que los novios nunca dicen...
Escrita por: Jim Roll, Darol Anger