Burden Of The Angel Beast - Bruce Cockburn

Burden Of The Angel Beast

Bruce Cockburn

Letra, canción


'Burden Of The Angel Beast'

From the lying mirror to the movement of stars
everybody's looking for who they are
those who know, don't have the words to tell
and the ones with the words, don't know too well
could be famine, could be the feast
could be the pusher, could be the priest
always ourselves we love the least
that's the burden of the angel beast
Birds of paradise, birds of prey
here tommorrow, gone today
cross my forehead, cross my palm
don't cross me, or i'll do you harm [to chorus]
We go crying, we go laughing
never understand, the time we were passing
kill for money, die for love
whatever was god thinking of [to chorus]