Lyrics Bruce Cockburn – Call It The Sundance
Text:
Under the skin insect glint is shot thoughts
Hemispheres of sparks, eyes that won’t close
Observe and doing change all things
Falls through Love objects
This gathering of accidents
Into dynastic triumph of things
I long for dawn at end of mind
Into dynastic triumph of things
I long for dawn at end of mind
Traveling light deluge of birth and death
Quiver of events trembling to be
Shot into the face of time
Call it the Sundance
Everything you do, everything you say
Whether false or true
In some kind of way, touches something
Everything you take, everything you leave
Every move you make
Pulls the fabric of the weave of everything
Call it the Sundance
Everything you do, everything you say
Whether false or true
In some kind of way, touches something
Everything you take, everything you leave
Every move you make
Pulls the fabric of the weave of everything
Call it the Sundance
Album
Bruce Cockburn – Bruce Cockburn - Stealing Fire
Bruce Cockburn – Call It The Sundance
Bruce Cockburn – Yanqui Go Home
Bruce Cockburn – Dust And Diesel
Bruce Cockburn – If I Had A Rocket Launcher
Bruce Cockburn – Nicaragua
Bruce Cockburn – To Raise The Morning Star
Bruce Cockburn – Peggy’s Kitchen Wall
Bruce Cockburn – Making Contact
Bruce Cockburn – Sahara Gold
Bruce Cockburn – Maybe The Poet
Bruce Cockburn – Lovers In A Dangerous Time