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Cockburn Bruce 89 Big Circumstance Shipwrecked At The Stable Door (3:38) The man who twirled with rose in teeth has his tongue tied up in thorns, His once-expanded sense of time and space all shot and torn. See him wander, hat in hand -- "Look at me, I'm so forlorn -- ask anyone who can recall, it's horrible to be born"! Big Circumstance comes looming like a darkly roaring train -- rushes like a sucking wound across a winter plain recognizing neither polished shine nor spot nor stain -- and wherever you are on the compass rose you'll never be again. Left like a shadow on the step where the body was before -- Shipwrecked at the stable door. Big Circumstance has brought me here -- wish it would send me home. Never was clear where home is but it's nothing you can own. It can't be bought with cigarettes or nylons or perfume and all the highest bidder gets is a voucher for a tomb. Blessed are the poor in spirit -- Blessed are the meek for their shall be the kingdom that the power mongers seek. Blessed are the dead for love and those who cry for peace and those who love the gift of earth -- may their gene pool increase. Left like a shadow on the step where the body was before -- Shipwrecked at the stable door. |
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