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Tytuł: Civilization and its discontents

  • Wykonawca: Bruce Cockburn
  • Wy¶wietleń: 243
I need a helmet to protect my head
   I need earphones to hear what gets said
   I need a miracle to keep this little thread from snapping
  
   I know a lot about alienated man
   But we've all heard as much about that as we can stand
   It's just what happens when you let the time span catch you napping
  
   Two forward and one back
   Blind fingers groping for the right track
   What's to do when a stab and a pat on the back look like the same thing?
  
   Civilization and its discontents
   When all's been said and all the money spent
   Trying to beat the system of the world's events
   Gets you nowhere.
  
   Tired faces with the bus stop blues
   Man on a bench with a blanket of news
   The young Jamaican joking with the old Jew about women
  
   So many people so lost you feel sorry
   But too much pathos just makes you angry
   And even though I know who loves me I'm not that much less lost
  
   Black outline, sliding gray scale
   Subtle variations of dark to pale
   Pearl sky raining light like hail, come on and pierce me
   Raining light like a vision of the holy grail, come on and pierce me
  
   Civilization and its...