《Crumbs》歌词

[00:00:17] crumbs from the table have fallen so few

[00:00:20] so not to catch an eye

[00:00:24] reckless and thinkless and felled to the knees

[00:00:27] to gather before before the broom

[00:00:30] what is left amongst the spire

[00:00:36] that is as tall as the lowest cloud you could reckon the height of

[00:00:43] hanging on a branch here every time (though never fell so far)

[00:00:48] from which we lift these blistered hands only to curse

[00:01:05] the families get nothing but porridge of maize

[00:01:08] and shacks at the end of farms

[00:01:11] cash crops commissioned to pay of the debt

[00:01:14] and poisoned on the job

[00:01:17] driving the mules to death in the wheat

[00:01:24] then leaving us follow with leather to eat

[00:01:30] buried their sabers in the field and sharpen bayonets