Waiting For The Moon Song Lyrics
Waiting For The Moon by Bruce Cockburn Waiting For The Moon
Body lines fluid in static heat Thoughts buzzing like flies around meat Land here -- land there -- Quick circles in the air I'm riding smooth but just a little slow Waiting for the moon to show
Leather-faced old men by the cafe wall Kids in the surf splashing with a soccer ball I gaze through curved lens Trying to identify the sky's end Little spots on the horizon into gunboats grow Waiting for the moon to show
Might be a party -- might be a war When those faceless sailors come ashore Speculation is a waste of time You want to go have a glass of wine? Whatever's coming, there's no place else to go Waiting for the moon to show