Cold Bread歌词
Two
Ragged
Soldiers
Scott
Walker.They
spoke
transparent
phrases
to
looking
glass
womenAnd
they
took
the
detours
that
scattered
the
wayThey
departed
from
summer
like
two
ragged
soldiersDragging
their
heels
through
their
fantasies.There
were
meals
in
the
missions
for
two
frozen
statuesAnd
long
draughty
sermons
devouring
their
kneesSometimes
passions
in
winter
turn
to
cold
soundless
momentsThat
teared
in
the
eyes
of
their
fantasies.There
were
nights
on
park
benches,
stale
bread
for
the
pigeonsGood
mornings
to
faces
who
just
turned
awayAnd
on
one
road
confusion,
the
other
desireSo
they
took
to
the
road
of
their
fantasies.One
would
speak
of
a
lake
where
he
used
to
go
swimmingThe
other
had
no
memories
left
for
his
mindWith
their
arms
round
each
other
the
two
ragged
soldiersLaughed
through
a
war
that
they
couldn't
see.Laughed
for
a
wo