Bruce Cockburn
the embers of eden
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You knelt on the carpet, crimson and stained
Light trickled over your black dress like rain
Your lips were hot and my shocked heart screamed
And I can't scrape my eyes free of this dream
We each occupy the same space/time
Matter, antimatter, tangled like vines
And the awful tolling, and the cold rain outside
And I cannot scrape this dream off my eyes
And the embers of Eden burn
You can even see it from space
And the great and winding wall between us
Seem to copy the lines of your face
And the embers of Eden burn
You can even see it from space
And the great and winding wall between us
Seem to copy the lines of your face
- Álbum:
- Miscellaneous
- Slice O Life: Bruce Cockburn Live Solo
- Life Short Call Now
- Speechless
- The Charity Of Night
- Dart To The Heart
- Christmas
- Nothing But A Burning Light
- Big Circumstance
- Humans
- World Of Wonders
- Stealing Fire
- The Trouble With Normal
- Inner City Front
- Further Adventures Of Bruce Cockburn
- In The Falling Dark
- Salt, Sun And Time
- Night Vision
- Sunwheel Dance
- High Winds, White Sky