Lyrics Bruce Cockburn

Bruce Cockburn

Tried And Tested

Tried and tested

Tried and tested

By the cries of birds

By the lies I've heard

By my own loose talk

By the way I walk

By the claws of beasts

By the laws of priests

By the glutton's feast

By the word police

By the planet's arc

By the falling dark

By the state of the art

By the beat of my heart

By dark finance

By the marketing dance

By the poverty trance

By the fateful glance

Tried and tested

Tried and tested

By the pressure to rhyme

By the wages of crime

By the drop of a dime

By the ghost of the times

By the spurs of desire

By What does love require

By what I waited for

By what showed up at the door

Tried and tested

Tried and tested

By the nation wide

By the tears I've cried

By the lure of false pride

By the need to take sides

By the weight of choice

By the still small voice

By things I forget

By what I haven't met yet

Tried and tested

Tried and tested

Pierced by beauty's blade and skinned by wind

Begged for more, was given

Begged again

I'm still here

I'm still here

Tried and tested

Tried and tested