| Song | Hills Of Morning |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | Dancing In The Dragon's Jaws (Deluxe Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cockburn | |
| Underneath the mask of the sulphur sky | |
| A bunch of us were busy waiting, | |
| Watching the people looking ill-at-ease, | |
| Watching the fraying rope get closer to breaking | |
| Women and men moved back and forth | |
| In between effect and cause | |
| And just beyond the range of normal sight | |
| This glittering joker was dancing in the dragon's jaws | |
| Let me be a little of your breath | |
| Moving over the face of the deep -- | |
| I want to be a particle of your light | |
| Flowing over the hills of morning | |
| The only sign you gave of who you were | |
| When you first came walking down the road, | |
| Was the way the dust motes danced around | |
| Your feet in a cloud of gold | |
| But everything you see's not the way it seems -- | |
| Tears can sing and joy shed tears. | |
| You can take the wisdom of this world | |
| And give it to the ones who think it all ends here | |
| Let me be a little of your breath | |
| Moving over the face of the deep -- | |
| I want to be a particle of your light | |
| Flowing over the hills of morning |
| zuo ci : Cockburn | |
| Underneath the mask of the sulphur sky | |
| A bunch of us were busy waiting, | |
| Watching the people looking illatease, | |
| Watching the fraying rope get closer to breaking | |
| Women and men moved back and forth | |
| In between effect and cause | |
| And just beyond the range of normal sight | |
| This glittering joker was dancing in the dragon' s jaws | |
| Let me be a little of your breath | |
| Moving over the face of the deep | |
| I want to be a particle of your light | |
| Flowing over the hills of morning | |
| The only sign you gave of who you were | |
| When you first came walking down the road, | |
| Was the way the dust motes danced around | |
| Your feet in a cloud of gold | |
| But everything you see' s not the way it seems | |
| Tears can sing and joy shed tears. | |
| You can take the wisdom of this world | |
| And give it to the ones who think it all ends here | |
| Let me be a little of your breath | |
| Moving over the face of the deep | |
| I want to be a particle of your light | |
| Flowing over the hills of morning |
| zuò cí : Cockburn | |
| Underneath the mask of the sulphur sky | |
| A bunch of us were busy waiting, | |
| Watching the people looking illatease, | |
| Watching the fraying rope get closer to breaking | |
| Women and men moved back and forth | |
| In between effect and cause | |
| And just beyond the range of normal sight | |
| This glittering joker was dancing in the dragon' s jaws | |
| Let me be a little of your breath | |
| Moving over the face of the deep | |
| I want to be a particle of your light | |
| Flowing over the hills of morning | |
| The only sign you gave of who you were | |
| When you first came walking down the road, | |
| Was the way the dust motes danced around | |
| Your feet in a cloud of gold | |
| But everything you see' s not the way it seems | |
| Tears can sing and joy shed tears. | |
| You can take the wisdom of this world | |
| And give it to the ones who think it all ends here | |
| Let me be a little of your breath | |
| Moving over the face of the deep | |
| I want to be a particle of your light | |
| Flowing over the hills of morning |