from Bruce Cockburns album: DART TO THE HEART Southland of the Heart When the wild-eyed dogs of day to day Come snapping at your heels And theres so much coming at you That you dont know how to feel When theyve taken all your money And then come back for your clothes When your hands are full of thorns But you cant quit groping for the rose In the southland of the heart Where night blooms perfume the breeze Lie down Take your rest with me When thoughts youve tried to leave behind Keep sniping from the dark When the fire burns inside you but You jump from every spark When your hearts beset by memories You wish youd never made When the sun comes up an enemy And nothing gives you shade In the southland of the heart Where the saints go lazily Lie down Take your rest with me When the preacher lays his insight down And claims to lead the blind When those you trust just get you hooked And trifle with your mind When the nightmares creeping closer And your wheels are in the mud When everythings ambiguous Except the taste of blood In the southland of the heart Theres no question of degree Lie down Take your rest with me In the southland of the heart Everyone was always free Lie down Take your rest with me https://youtube/watch?v=DCPfi_oBA7E
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 16:54:39 +0000
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