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    "Tropic Moon [Lune des Tropiques]" Lyrics

    Bruce Cockburn

    Away from the river
    Away from the smoke of the burning
    Fearful survivors
    Subject of government directives
    One sad guitar note
    Echoes of the wall of the jungle
    Seen from the air they're just targets with nowhere to run to
    Children of rape
    Raised on malnutrition
    Men in camouflage Filled with a sense of mission
    Light through the wire mesh
    Plays on the president's pistol

    Like the gleam of a bead of sweat in the flow of a candle
    Hear the cry in the tropic night
    Should be the cry of love but it's a cry of fright
    Some people never see the light
    Till it shines through bullet holes
    The tropic moon
    Bathing a beach fringed with palms
    Glitters on shells
    And beach tar and coke cans
    And on the night-coloured boat
    And on the barrels of guns
    In the rage in the hearts of these men is the seed of a wind they call Kingdom
    Hear the cry
    This song was submitted on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Bruce Cockburn.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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