Letra de Fable

We ran away one Sunday morning
Early in spring
Far from the city we crossed every border
The three of us things
Out in the fields
We wed and we waded through the deepest of streams
Toward the jungle of steam
Where the sun burns so hot
We spend hours in water
Letting the toxins out of our skin
I made you clothes out leaves
We spend our days roaming
Because here in the forest there’s no art and no money
So while nobody dreams, no ones in debt
Your mother and father
Your possible daughter
The blood orange sun
Beating down on your chest
I will never love you
More than I loved you
When you were the bravest person I’d ever met
Before we know it
The sacrament’s over
Why build a fort and burn it down the same day
These are the things we cannot explain
Only a feeling
Here in Brooklyn we march from the center
Eyes covered, head down
Nothing about it is grand or unusual
Everything feels like its breaking