Texty písní Bruce Cockburn

Bruce Cockburn

Change Your Mind

Living in the past

Is not living at all

The old fear going fast

Everybody's scared to fall

Turn with the times

Change your mind

Sullen and profane

The ancient temple stands

Dissolving in the rain

Its gods long turned to sand

Forgotten childhood rhyme

Change your mind

Listen for the ring

Of tomorrow's bell

Be the first to sing

From beyond the wishing well

Know what's behind

But change your mind