Rosemary

Rosemary - Scott Walker (斯科特.沃克)

Voices from a photograph

Laughed from your wall

Screamed through your dreams

Wake up rosemary and wipe your teary eyes

Rise and cross the cold bare floor

And watch the moon through frosted glass

Damn that photograph

I'll have to take it down

She hears the boats as they move down the river

She sees a dog straining hard on his leash to get away

She hears the clock and it strikes like a hammer

Pounding the nails one day further in the coffin of her

Youth

Evenings with your mother's friends

Pregnant eyes sagging chins

Swollen fingertips

Pour antique cups of tea

Who are you and where you been

Suspended in a weightless wind

Watching trains go by

From platforms in the rain

Look at the photograph

Dream back last summer

Dream back the lips

Of that traveling salesman mr jim

He smelled of miracles

With stained glass whispers

You loved his laughter

You tremble beneath him once again

That's what i want

A new shot at life

But my coat's too thin

My feet won't fly

And i watch the wind and i see another dream blowin' by