Bruce Cockburn
Northern Lights
[Verse 1]
Sunday night and it's half past nine
Sunday night and it's half past nine
It's Sunday night and it's half past nine
I'm leaving one more town behind
[Verse 2]
The mirrors are showing the day's last glow
The mirrors are showing the day's last glow
The mirrors are showing the day's last glow
As we're spit out into the jigsaw flow
[Verse 3]
Ahead where there should be the thickness of night
Ahead where there should be the thickness of night
Ahead where there should be the thickness of night
Stars are pinned on a shimmering curtain of light
[Verse 4]
Sky full of rippling cliffs and chasms
A sky full of rippling cliffs and chasms
A sky full of rippling cliffs and chasms
That shine like signs on the road to heaven
[Verse 5]
I've been cut by the beauty of jagged mountains
Cut by the beauty of jagged mountains
I've been cut by the beauty of jagged mountains
And cut by the love that flows like a fountain from God
[Verse 6]
So I carry these scars, precious and rare
I carry these scars, precious and rare
I carry these scars, precious and rare
And tonight I feel like I'm made of air