Bruce Cockburn - Understanding Nothing Lyrics
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Understanding Nothing
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What Are The Lyrics For Understanding Nothing By Bruce Cockburn?
High above valley
Above deep shade coloured with the calls of cuckoos The ring of coppersmith's hammer high in the hiss of the wind Wind filled with spirits and bright with the jangle of horse bells After a crisp night crammed with stars It's morning Over the scratched-up soil, scorched-earth wasted Long shadows lead women bearing water I watch the sway of skirts Think of moist spice forests Too many pictures Swirling Vertigo Momentum of civilizations Threw me too far over this time-simple landscape And I hang here In this mountain light A balloon blown full of darkness Got to let this ballast go Got to float upward 'Til I burst Weavers' fingers flying on the loom Patterns shift too fast to be discerned All these years of thinking Ended up like this In front of all this beauty Understanding nothing Rhododendrons in bloom Sharp against Spring snow Remind me of another time In Japanese temple There was a single orange blossom At the wrong time of year Seemed like a sign When I looked again Weavers' fingers flying on the loom Patterns shift too fast to be discerned All these years of thinking Ended up like this in front of all this beauty Understanding nothing |
Who Wrote Understanding Nothing By Bruce Cockburn?
Bruce Cockburn
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What's The Duration Of The Understanding Nothing By Bruce Cockburn?The duration of Understanding Nothing is 4:29 minutes and seconds. |
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