Lyrics Bruce Cockburn

Bruce Cockburn

More Not More

I don't mean to cling to you my friends

It's just I hate the day to have to end

Never enough time to spend

I haven't done enough for this to be the end

There must be more... more...

More songs more warmth

More love more life

Not more fear not more fame

Not more money not more games

There -- you -- coming through the crowd

Blue light silhouettes your head

I want to shout your name out loud

But I shout inside instead

There must be more... more...

More current more spark

More touch deep in the heart

Not more thoughtless cruelty

Not more being this lonely...

Don't I hear them talking?

Don't I know what they say?

I'm a fool for thinking

Things could be better than they were today

There must be more... more...

More growth more truth

More chains more loose

Not more pain not more walls

Not more living human voodoo dolls