The Embers Of Eden

Bruce Cockburn · Other Songs - Bruce Cockburn

You knelt on the carpet

Crimson and stained

Light trickled over your black dress like rain

Your lips were hot

My shocked heart screamed

And I can't scrape my eyes free of this dream



We each occupied the same space/time

Matter

Antimatter

Tangled like vines

And the awful tolling

And the cold rain outside

And I cannot scrape this dream off my eyes



The embers of Eden burn

You can even see it from space

The great and winding wall between us

Seem to copy the lines of your face



Instrumental break



The embers of Eden burn

You can even see it from space

The great and winding wall between us

Seem to copy the lines of your face