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Before The Fall


by Kate Bush. Buy album CD: Other Songs A - YOU


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 room.

There was no premonition of the wet Hog's Back,
sports car slumped snout into a beach,
their corpses giving the vehicle arms,
petrol and blood at last dripping together
but quick flashes of a planned lunch,
cold red beef and a cherry wood fire,
game pie and for him two pints of colder beer,
the winter air tucking under their eye lids,
spinning on the gravel at Clandon:
the hand steaming from quick moisture,
the aromatic finger drawn back into his nose.
Dazed after mutual masturbation
they slewed into a conservative end.



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  1. Atlantis
  2. Blow Away
  3. Candle In The Wind (Instrumental Version)
  4. Cussi cussi
  5. Delius
  6. Do bears
  7. Do Bears (With Rowan Atkinson)
  8. Fast Train
  9. Janes And The Cold Gun
  10. Let it be (live)
  11. Maybe
  12. Need your loving
  13. On Fire Inside A Snowball
  14. Page five
  15. Radio one christmas jingle
  16. Sexual Healing
  17. Sunsi
  18. The Magician
  19. The Magician Of Lublin
  20. Walking Straight Down The Middle
  21. You were the star
  22. Another Day
  23. Before The Fall
  24. Atlantis (Demo)
  25. Brazil
  26. The Craft of Love
  27. Candle In The Wind
  28. Cussi, Cussi (Demo)
  29. Don't Give Up
  30. Games Without Frontiers
  31. Home For Christmas
  32. Humming (Demo)
  33. Lyra
  34. Maybe (Radio)
  35. Organic Acid
  36. Mna Na h'Eireann
  37. No Self Control
  38. Once
  39. Rocket Man
  40. She's Leaving Home
  41. Show A Little Devotion
  42. Sister and Brother
  43. Sunsi (Demo)
  44. The King Is Dead
  45. The Long And Winding Road
  46. The Man I Love
  47. The Seer
  48. You Want Alchemy

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