by: Bruce Cockburn 



Sunset is an angel weeping 

Holding out a bloody sword 

No matter how I squint I cannot 

Make out what it's pointing toward 

Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long 

Days drip slowly on the page 

And You catch yourself 

Pacing the cage 



I've proven who I am so many times 

The magnetic strip's worn thin 

And each time I was someone else 

And everyone was taken in 

Powers chatter in high places 

Stir up eddies in the dust of rage 

Set me to pacing the cage 



I never knew what you all wanted 

So I gave you everything 

All that I could pillage 

All the spells that I could sing 

It's as if the thing were written 

In the constitution of the age 

Sooner or later you'll wind up 

Pacing the cage 



Sometimes the best map will not guide you 

You can't see what's round the bend 

Sometimes the road leads through dark places 

Sometimes the darkness is your friend 

Today these eyes scan bleached-out land 

For the coming of the outbound stage 

Pacing the cage 



Pacing the cage