Forest Knolls
We were unprepared
By rights we should have been aware
With bow and flint and arrow
There were three deer outside the window
My father's father would've known
How to pull that wire and steady the bow
Send that arrow into her beating heart
How to cut her and use every part
We've got food for weeks and weeks
And all that blood would find its way to the carpet
Sitting there I couldn't shake that guilt
As the deer walked free up the hill
Bosques de Robles
No estábamos preparados
Por derecho deberíamos haber estado atentos
Con arco, pedernal y flecha
Había tres ciervos afuera de la ventana
El padre de mi padre lo habría sabido
Cómo tensar ese alambre y estabilizar el arco
Enviar esa flecha hacia su corazón latiente
Cómo cortarla y usar cada parte
Tenemos comida para semanas y semanas
Y toda esa sangre encontraría su camino hacia la alfombra
Sentado ahí, no podía sacudir esa culpa
Mientras el ciervo caminaba libre hacia la colina