Big Black Car

You were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
I was there when the rain tapped her way down you face
You were a miracle, I was just holdin your space

Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
The past, she is haunted, the future is laced
Heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car
Swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own

And through the glass, the corn crows come like rain
They won't stay, they won't stay
For too long now

This could be all that we know
Of love and all

Well you were a dancer, I was a rag
The song in my head, well was all that I had
Hope was a letter I never could send
Love was a country we couldn't defend

And through the carnival we watch them go round and round
All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns

Well you were a magazine, I was a plain jane
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain
Love to just get into one of your stories
Me and all of my plain jane glory
Just me and all of my plain jane glory

Big Black Car

Tú eras un fonógrafo, yo era un niño
Me senté con un oído cerca, solo escuchando
Yo estaba allí cuando la lluvia golpeaba su camino por tu cara
Fuiste un milagro, solo estaba aguantando tu espacio

Bueno, el tiempo tiene una forma de tirarlo todo en tu cara
El pasado, ella está encantada, el futuro está atado
Heartbreak, ya sabes, conduce un gran auto negro
Juro que estaba en el asiento trasero, solo ocupándome de lo mío

Y a través del cristal, los cuervos de maíz vienen como lluvia
No se quedarán, no se quedarán
Por mucho tiempo ahora

Esto podría ser todo lo que sabemos
De amor y todo

Bueno, tú eras un bailarín, yo era un trapo
La canción en mi cabeza, bueno, era todo lo que tenía
La esperanza fue una carta que nunca pude enviar
El amor era un país que no podíamos defender

Y a través del carnaval los vemos dar vueltas y vueltas
Todo lo que sabíamos de casa era solo una puesta de sol y algunos payasos

Bueno, tú eras una revista, yo era un simple Jane
Solo caminando por las aceras todo cubierto de lluvia
Me encanta entrar en una de tus historias
Yo y toda mi simple gloria jane
Solo yo y toda mi simple gloria jane

Composição: Gregory Alan Isakov