Song | Pacing the Cage |
Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
Album | Beach House on the Moon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Bruce Cockburn Music:Bruce Cockburn | |
Sunset is an angel weeping | |
Holding out a bloody sword | |
No matter how I squint I cannot | |
Make out what it's pointing toward | |
Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long | |
Days drip slowly on the page | |
And You catch yourself | |
Pacing the cage | |
I've proven who I am so many times | |
The magnetic strip's worn thin | |
And each time I was someone else | |
And everyone was taken in | |
Powers chatter in high places | |
Stir up eddies in the dust of rage | |
Set me to pacing the cage | |
I never knew what you all wanted | |
So I gave you everything | |
All that I could pillage | |
All the spells that I could sing | |
It's as if the thing were written | |
In the constitution of the age | |
Sooner or later you'll wind up | |
Pacing the cage | |
Sometimes the best map will not guide you | |
You can't see what's round the bend | |
Sometimes the road leads through dark places | |
Sometimes the darkness is your friend | |
Today these eyes scan bleached-out land | |
For the coming of the outbound stage | |
Pacing the cage | |
Pacing the cage |
Lyrics: Bruce Cockburn Music: Bruce Cockburn | |
Sunset is an angel weeping | |
Holding out a bloody sword | |
No matter how I squint I cannot | |
Make out what it' s pointing toward | |
Sometimes you feel like you' ve lived too long | |
Days drip slowly on the page | |
And You catch yourself | |
Pacing the cage | |
I' ve proven who I am so many times | |
The magnetic strip' s worn thin | |
And each time I was someone else | |
And everyone was taken in | |
Powers chatter in high places | |
Stir up eddies in the dust of rage | |
Set me to pacing the cage | |
I never knew what you all wanted | |
So I gave you everything | |
All that I could pillage | |
All the spells that I could sing | |
It' s as if the thing were written | |
In the constitution of the age | |
Sooner or later you' ll wind up | |
Pacing the cage | |
Sometimes the best map will not guide you | |
You can' t see what' s round the bend | |
Sometimes the road leads through dark places | |
Sometimes the darkness is your friend | |
Today these eyes scan bleachedout land | |
For the coming of the outbound stage | |
Pacing the cage | |
Pacing the cage |
Lyrics: Bruce Cockburn Music: Bruce Cockburn | |
Sunset is an angel weeping | |
Holding out a bloody sword | |
No matter how I squint I cannot | |
Make out what it' s pointing toward | |
Sometimes you feel like you' ve lived too long | |
Days drip slowly on the page | |
And You catch yourself | |
Pacing the cage | |
I' ve proven who I am so many times | |
The magnetic strip' s worn thin | |
And each time I was someone else | |
And everyone was taken in | |
Powers chatter in high places | |
Stir up eddies in the dust of rage | |
Set me to pacing the cage | |
I never knew what you all wanted | |
So I gave you everything | |
All that I could pillage | |
All the spells that I could sing | |
It' s as if the thing were written | |
In the constitution of the age | |
Sooner or later you' ll wind up | |
Pacing the cage | |
Sometimes the best map will not guide you | |
You can' t see what' s round the bend | |
Sometimes the road leads through dark places | |
Sometimes the darkness is your friend | |
Today these eyes scan bleachedout land | |
For the coming of the outbound stage | |
Pacing the cage | |
Pacing the cage |