The Fall
Jenny Dalton
Oh how irony can taint
a perfect painting of justice
In a shabby room where the judges hide
there is no innocence, but confession
She fell into the Seine
her voice still haunting you among the Dutchmen
Tonight there will be fog
on the Zuider Zee
and in your head
Oh how irony can taint
a perfect painting of justice
Pureness is ephemeral
muddied with our best kept secrets
You hear the foghorn sound
You can't stand to be below all the laughter
Tonight there will be fog
on the Zuider Zee
and in your head
I know just how he fell
Now I know just how he fell into it
Alone above Lake Superior
like a stolen judge in hiding
Comentários
Envie dúvidas, explicações e curiosidades sobre a letra
Faça parte dessa comunidade
Tire dúvidas sobre idiomas, interaja com outros fãs de Jenny Dalton e vá além da letra da música.
Conheça o Letras AcademyConfira nosso guia de uso para deixar comentários.
Enviar para a central de dúvidas?
Dúvidas enviadas podem receber respostas de professores e alunos da plataforma.
Fixe este conteúdo com a aula: