Pacing the cage - 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 live too long
    Days drip slowly on the page
    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 every one was taken in
    Hours 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.

    Marco Giunco
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