Тексты песен «Cockburn Bruce»

(From the film "Rumours Of Glory") (Originally from the album "Night Vision") i was up the road on easy street watching everybody stand around and cheat a man comes up and says "move along down to the corner where you...

I'm looking to be by a window that looks out on the sea anybody here know where such a place is? surf of golden sunlight breaking over me man of a thousand faces in the Garden paths take form but the hailstorm guards...

Maybe the poet is gay But he'll be heard anyway Maybe the poet is drugged But he won't stay under the rug Maybe the voice of the spirit In which case you'd better hear it Maybe he's a woman Who can touch you where...

(Originally from the album "Stealing Fire") maybe the poet is gay but he'll be heard anyway maybe the poet is drugged but he won't stay under the rug maybe the voice of the spirit in which case you'd better hear it...

maybe the poet is gay but he'll be heard anyway maybe the poet is drugged but he won't stay under the rug maybe the voice of the spirit in which case you'd better hear it maybe he's a woman who can touch you where...

Used to have a town but the factory moved away Down to Mexico where they work for hardly any pay Used to have a country but they sold it down the river Like a repossessed farm auctioned off to the highest bidder...

i don't mean to cling to you my friends it's just i hate the day to have to end never enough time to spend i haven't done enough for this to be the end there must be more... more... more songs more warmth more love...

Musical friends are keeping me happy they know what I need now I can sleep on anyone's floor without feeling cold inside or outside me the closer we get the easier life be- comes for each of us we can sing songs and...

up above my shoulder the ragged rooftops rise casting shadows over streets they seem to despise (Chorus:) come on, come on, wind and rain i know the sun will shine again till then my lady and my...

Nanzen Ji cooling wind mind swept clean like arctic sand white stone lake crystal clear i walk on the voices of nightingales pine-framed space tiger leaps emerald tea reflects the Lord (Morioka, Japan -- July...

(Originally from the album "Salt, Sun and Time") wind across the quay-side grit in my eyes and fish in my nose white as whalebone, wheeling seagulls cry outside the bar in the high-street blind fingers spin an...

wind across the quay-side grit in my eyes and fish in my nose white as whalebone, wheeling seagulls cry outside the bar in the high-street blind fingers spin an accordeon reel shoes and sedan wheels grudgingly keeping...

Breakfast woodsmoke on the breeze -- On the cliff the U.S. Embassy Frowns out over Managua like Dracula's tower The kid who guards Fonseca's tomb Cradles a beat-up submachine gun -- At age fifteen he's a veteran of four...

breakfast woodsmoke on the breeze -- on the cliff the u.s. Embassy frowns out over managua like dracula's tower. the kid who guards fonseca's tomb cradles a beat-up submachine gun -- at age fifteen he's a veteran of...

(Originally from the album "Stealing Fire") breakfast woodsmoke on the breeze -- on the cliff the u.s. Embassy frowns out over managua like dracula's tower. the kid who guards fonseca's tomb cradles a beat-up...

mist hangs above hills above mist hangs stone face of mountain above mountain face hangs a net of sky -- crack! there are wings and they rip the net! and the Dance flows on everything flows toward the rim of...

Sunday night and it's half past nine (3x) I'm leaving one more town behind. Mirrors are showing the day's last glow (3x) as we're spit out into the jigsaw flow. Ahead where there should be the thickness of night...

(Originally from the album "High Winds White Sky") Oh i have been a beggar and shall be one again and few the ones with help to lend within the world of men. One day i walk in flowers one day i walk on stones...

Oh i have been a beggar and shall be one again and few the ones with help to lend within the world of men. One day i walk in flowers one day i walk on stones today i walk in hours one day i shall be...

(From the album "High Winds White Sky") Oh i have been a beggar and shall be one again and few the ones with help to lend within the world of men. One day i walk in flowers one day i walk on stones today...