Bruce Cockburn All Our Dark Tomorrows Lyrics

All Our Dark Tomorrows Lyrics

The village idiot takes the throne

His the wind in which all must sway

All sane people, die now

Be lifted up and carried away

Youve got
no home in this world of sorrows' 



Theres a parasite feeding on

Everybodys bag of rage

What goes out returns again

To smite the
mouth and burn the page

Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows 



I can see in the dark  its where I used to live

I see excess
and the gaping need

Follow the money  see where it leads

Its to
shrunken men stuffed up with greed

They meet and make plans in strange
half-lit tableaux 



Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows 



Youve got no home in this world of sorrows