Текст и слова песни Cockburn Bruce – Don't Feel Your Touch
In front of a newborn moon pushing up its glistening dome.
I kiss these departing companions -- take the next step alone.
I just said goodnight to the closest thing i have to home
Oh -- and the night grows sharp and hollow
As a junky's craving vein
And i don't feel your touch, again.
To be held in the heart of a friend is to be a king
But the magic of a lover's touch is what makes my spirit sing
When you're caught up in this longing all the beauties of the Earth don't mean a thing.
Oh -- and the night grows clear and empty
As a lake of acid rain
And i don't feel your touch, again.
The last light of day crept away like a drunkard after gin.
A hint of chanted prayer now whispers from the fresh night wind
To this shattered heart and soul held together by habit and skin
And to this half-gnawed bone of apprehension buried in my brain
As i don't feel your touch, again.
Toronto, June
I kiss these departing companions -- take the next step alone.
I just said goodnight to the closest thing i have to home
Oh -- and the night grows sharp and hollow
As a junky's craving vein
And i don't feel your touch, again.
To be held in the heart of a friend is to be a king
But the magic of a lover's touch is what makes my spirit sing
When you're caught up in this longing all the beauties of the Earth don't mean a thing.
Oh -- and the night grows clear and empty
As a lake of acid rain
And i don't feel your touch, again.
The last light of day crept away like a drunkard after gin.
A hint of chanted prayer now whispers from the fresh night wind
To this shattered heart and soul held together by habit and skin
And to this half-gnawed bone of apprehension buried in my brain
As i don't feel your touch, again.
Toronto, June
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