Breaking Bread

All day long, sweeping up the dead pigeons from the pavement

After the long dim dawn

He remembered how she pulled him from disaster into laughter

Well it didn't take long for him to be consumed

And he turned around and said as her caressing resumed

"We once were close but now we're both marooned

And what was once a stirring melody is now a distant tune."

She said "You angel, you flower, you're powerful."

But he felt no feelings but his head hot and belly full

And basking in the sun he only feels a gas fire

And he sees no apparent difference between the chimney and the church spire

He says: "This garden of roses, is overgrown with weeds

And where the great west river flows I can see nothing but pebbles and reeds."

All day long she stuck his nose into Siberia

And dragged him through Hong Kong

Till she said "You carrier, you coward, you're pitiful

Feeling less and less is just an easy way of doing more wrong."