January In the Halifax Airport Lounge - Bruce Cockburn

    distant times in distant lands
    worthless money changing hands
    "changing them to what?" -- i wonder
    as in the dust the jet plane thunders
    carries every feeling into gloom
    i miss you like i miss the flowers in bloom.

    there's a crisis in the outer world
    in the sky the smoke trails curl
    some Winnipeg boys are Cyprus-bound
    i hope they live to touch home ground
    i hope we live to touch, if just once more
    i need you like the river needs the shore.

    in life so delicate and strange
    understanding seldom comes in range
    we stumble through familiar scenes
    never thinking what it means,
    in this cluttered landscape to be loved
    i need you like i need the stars above.



    Marco Giunco
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