Bugle Serenade 1975

Bugle Serenade: A Soldier's Reflection on War and Emptiness
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Lyrics

Woke up the troops with a bugle serenade

Waking up soldiers with a bugle serenade

Blew from the gut but the ranks were never made

Playing passionately, but the military ranks were never established

Walkie talkie static from across the yard

Static on walkie-talkies heard from a distance

Rifles in a stack by the open gate

Rifles neatly arranged near an open gate


Rifles in a stack by the open gate. Oh!

Rifles arranged again, emphasizing the emptiness

Walkie talkie static from across the yard

Repetition of walkie-talkie static, maintaining a sense of distance


I went on patrol, didn't find a single head

Patrolling without encountering any soldiers

The enemies foxhole looks like a riverbed

Enemy's foxhole resembling a dry riverbed

What I thought was a private on a cannon was an empty uniform

Misinterpreting a figure as a soldier on a cannon, realizing it's an empty uniform

I ran home to the barracks

Returning to barracks

There was no one but on each bunk was an empty uniform

Finding empty uniforms on each bunk


Solitary soldier on a hill. Mercenary man with no one to kill

Describing a lone soldier on a hill, a mercenary without enemies to kill

Mercenary man with no one to kill. Oh!

Reiteration of a mercenary without a purpose

Solitary soldier on a hill

Repetition of a solitary soldier on a hill


I swear I shot him and I looked to see where I got him

Claiming to shoot someone, realizing it was an empty uniform

It was an empty uniform

Confirming the absence of a real target

I swear I shot him, I swear I got him

Repeating the realization of shooting an empty uniform

It was an empty uniform

Emphasizing the lack of a tangible enemy

A war is a war, and when it's no more

Reflecting on the nature of war and uniforms

A uniform is a fashion

Defining a uniform as a mere fashion after the war


It's a fashion!

Emphasizing the fashionable aspect of uniforms


Where is the line in the sand when the wind has blown?

Pondering the ambiguity of leadership and boundaries in the aftermath of war

Who are the leaders of men when they're on their own?

Raising questions about leadership during solitude

Hiding from a tank inside a tent

Seeking shelter from a tank inside a tent

Shooting at a tin can on a fence

Engaging in trivial activities like shooting at a tin can on a fence

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