The Silver Spoon

歌詞

I saw them stand in line, the line went out of view And in their hand a form, the dream had been confused For they had all believed what steel and steam could do That what the hand could offer was what the hand could lose Ah, but the dream is over, it has faded with the sounds The knickknacks placed in corners to be dusted all around Ah, but the dream was grand when it held us in its grip Thongh we were thrown about in the storm of authorship The child who cries at night is given a silver spoon I wish that gift could be the forest and the moon For when the child stops crying and wiles away the tears The building's empty echo will last for many years The man who looks about at the graying line of thought The child who plays on concrete is what his time has bought He does not believe it's over as he stands in line 'til noon To find another job, to buy another spoon Ah, but the revolution that brought us here in droves And flushed us out of farmland and out of scented groves And crushed our winter wheat and bound our woolen threads That glorious revolution is ingloriously dead That the garden was forsaken and trampled all to ruin That the gates shall also crumble and tarnish like the spoon The line has now dispersed, home to the crowded rooms To tell their children stories of the forest and the moon To tell their children stories of all the silver spoons