Life Short Call Now

Bruce Cockburn

Life Short Call Now

Billboards promise paradise

And tattoos "done while you wait"

Possible futures all laid out

On the sweeping curve of the interstate



Got no city, got no land

Got no lover, got no wife

How many ways to say goodbye

Can one man fit in a nomad life?



Life short-call now



Lone car waves, then it wanes

Leaves only voices in the hall

And in the room next door to mine

The bed is banging on the wall



You've no idea how I long

For even one loving caress

For you to step into my heart

Without deception or duress



Life short-call now