Bruce Cockburn Berlin Tonight Lyrics

Berlin Tonight Lyrics

Dull twilight spits hesitant sulphur rain Sky been down around our ears for
weeks Only once -- gap-glimpsed moon over that anal-retentive border wall As we
laughed through some midnight checkpoint under yellow urban cloud 



Weeks of frantic motion -- petrol veins of Europe pumping Through scratchy
acid-bitten transparent winter trees Through brownish haze that makes a ghost
of the horizon I'm rushing after some ever-receding destination 



Berlin tonight Table-dancing in black tights Waving a silver crutch in the
blue lights Shapechanging over glass On the front line of the last gasp 



Green shoots of winter wheat and patches of snow Russian walks dog in
Saxon field From the top of a solitary tree like the one on the flag of Lebanon
Unblinking eye of hawk follows traffic on the autobahn 



Tank
convoy winds down smokestack valley Pround chemical pennants wave against the
sky Turret gunner laughs when I throw up my hands I'm all glasses and grin to
him under my "commie" fur hat 



Berlin tonight Table-dancing in
black tights Waving a silver crutch in the blue lights Shapechanging over glass
On the front line of the last gasp