La Casa De Anselmo

She left home without saying anything
Nobody noticed until later
A little over a month has passed
When they started to miss him

Melancholy invaded
That house where there was once color
The sepia photos are going to be
Remnants of a better place

Everyone is sad at Anselmo's house
They don't want to know anything about what's to come
Many don't even know who to blame
Everyone so stunned at Anselmo's house

They go back to the past to escape
But they don't understand that reality is a
She left home without saying anything
Nobody has asked why

Perhaps because they refuse to see
The obvious fact that he will not return
They feel a void, which, in truth
It's an illusion disguised as a curse

The cups will now be
Just a pointless distraction
Everyone is sad at Anselmo's house
They don't want to know anything about what's to come

Many don't even know who to blame
Everyone so stunned at Anselmo's house
They go back to the past to escape
But they don't understand that this is reality

The walls and ceilings are going to crack
But they say the house will rise again
Everyone is dead in Anselmo's house
But now his children own the place
And they understand that this is reality