Before The Fall Lyrics - Kate Bush

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He got her drunk very quickly:
Holding hands they found the broom cupboard
Where he had control as far as the fall
The rasping descent of her tights.
When his hand covered wet hairs
She took over among furniture wax dust
The cloying yellow of polishing cloth.
When he was sick
She comforted him.
He couldn't do it properly: the club
The office had left out details of delight.
Satisfied he would collapse out
Puzzled at why she still squirmed
Held on to him tears curling into her mouth.
This was something stories always omitted:
That her joy would seem like pain
When he focused after release.
In the third week of the relationship
She was tripping on organic acid
Would stop pick up a rained out leaf
Would give it into his hand
Full of dead things before they reached the car.
When they drove she sat with mouth open
As though photographed on the impact
Of a stomach punch her right hand gripping
The skin of his leg: he feared her
Slapped out sideways into her face.
She touched the cut with her tongue
Gurgling gratitude for the strange taste.
He stood looking through uncleaned windows
Concentrated on the yellow of his car below.
On the uncarpeted floor with practice
She closed her eyes and drew on the cigarette.
Twill jacket and polo-neck made him sweat
His nape skin red from a hair cut.
Between two smokers she smiled up at him;
As the weed approached he apologised
Suddenly wanting familiar territories:
Beer to put his hand up her skirt.
At the bottom of the limbed stairs
He booted the cat a drop kick in their twenty-five
As he imagined her sylph laugh
Gathering chuckles around the

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