Bruce *****burn - January In The Halifax Airport Lounge Lyrics
Distant times in distant landsWorthless money changing hands"Changing them to what?" -- I wonderAs in the dust the jet plane thundersCarries every feeling into gloomI miss you like I miss the flowers in bloomThere's a crisis in the outer worldIn the sky the smoke trails curlSome Winnipeg boys are Cyprus-boundI hope they live to touch home groundI hope we live to touch, if just once moreI need you like the river needs the shoreIn life so delicate and strangeUnderstanding seldom comes in rangeWe stumble through familiar scenesNever thinking what it means,In this cluttered landscape to be lovedI need you like I need the stars above