Suicide Underground

Текст песни Air - Suicide Underground <br/> Everyone dated the demise of our neighborhood from the suicide of the lisbon girls.<br />People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms and harsh sunlight.<br />Some thought the torture tearing the lisbon girls pointed to a simple refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them:<br />So full of flaws.<br />But the only thing we are certain of after all these years is the insufficiency of explanations.<br /><br />"obviously doctor, you’ve never been a thirteen year-old girl."<br /><br />( )<br />The lisbon girls were 13, cecile, 14, lux, 15, bonnie, 16, mary, and 17, therese.<br />No one could understand how mrs. lisbon and mr. lisbon, a math teacher, had produced such beautiful creatures.<br /><br />From that time one, the lisbon house began to change.<br />Almost every day, and even when she wasn’t keeping an eye on cecilia,<br />Lux would suntan on her towel wearing a swimsuit that caused the knife-sharpener to give her a 15-minute demonstration for free.<br /><br />The only reliable boy who got to know lux was trip fontaine<br />For only 18 months before the suicides had emerged from baby fat<br />To the delight of girls and mothers alike.<br /><br />But few anticipated it would be so drastic.<br />The girls were pulled out of school, and mrs. lisbon shut the house for maximum security isolation.<br />The girls’ only contact to the outside world was through the catalogs<br />They ordered that started to fill the lisbon’s mailbox with pictures of high-end fashions and brochures for exotic vacations.<br />Unable to go anywhere, the girls traveled in their imaginations:<br />To gold-tipped siamese temples or past an old man, the leaf broom tidying the [maw’s] carpeted [speck] of japan (? ? ? ).<br />And cecelia hadn’t died.she was a bride in calcutta.<br /><br />Collecting everything we could of theirs, we couldn’t get the lisbon girls out of our minds, but they were slipping away.<br />The colors of their eyes were fading, along with exact locations of moles and dimples.<br />From five, they had become four, and they were all (the living and the dead), become shadows.<br />We would have lost them completely if the girls hadn’t contacted us.<br /><br />Lux was the last to go.<br />Fleeing from the house, we forgot to stop at the garage.<br />After the suicide free-for-all, mr. and mrs. lisbon gave up any attempt to lead a normal life.<br />They had mr. henry pack up the house, selling what furniture he could at a garage sale.<br />Everyone went just to look.<br />Our parents did not buy used furniture, and they certainly didn’t buy furniture tainted by death.<br />We of course took the family photos that were put out with the trash.<br />Mr. lisbon put the house on the market, and it was sold to a young couple from boston.<br /><br />It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls,<br />But only that we had loved them, and that they hadn’t heard us call; still did not hear us,<br />Calling out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide,<br />Which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieced to put them back together.