| Song | Scanning These Crowds |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | Dart To The Heart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bruce Cockburn | |
| 作曲 : Bruce Cockburn | |
| I was half asleep in the washroom when they came in | |
| Eyes like moonlight on barbed wire and veins showing under the skin | |
| The uniforms made me nervous, I got ready for the chase | |
| But they left me scanning these crowds for some sign of your face | |
| Something fell on Saskatchewan in 1885 | |
| Where is it now that we need it, in this century of jive? | |
| The axe falls as if through water -- never leaves a trace | |
| And I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of your face | |
| The world shot down love as a spy, once upon a time ago | |
| Now people stand around here, like crows in the snow | |
| Like the shadow of the rope on Louis Riel, they look so clean out of place | |
| And I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of your faceThough storms may still kiss the grasslands with primal fire | |
| In the land of passive revolution, everything's for hire | |
| Are they demons, are they lemmings, or just the humans in this place? | |
| Lord, I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of your face |
| zuo ci : Bruce Cockburn | |
| zuo qu : Bruce Cockburn | |
| I was half asleep in the washroom when they came in | |
| Eyes like moonlight on barbed wire and veins showing under the skin | |
| The uniforms made me nervous, I got ready for the chase | |
| But they left me scanning these crowds for some sign of your face | |
| Something fell on Saskatchewan in 1885 | |
| Where is it now that we need it, in this century of jive? | |
| The axe falls as if through water never leaves a trace | |
| And I' m scanning these crowds for some sign of your face | |
| The world shot down love as a spy, once upon a time ago | |
| Now people stand around here, like crows in the snow | |
| Like the shadow of the rope on Louis Riel, they look so clean out of place | |
| And I' m scanning these crowds for some sign of your faceThough storms may still kiss the grasslands with primal fire | |
| In the land of passive revolution, everything' s for hire | |
| Are they demons, are they lemmings, or just the humans in this place? | |
| Lord, I' m scanning these crowds for some sign of your face |
| zuò cí : Bruce Cockburn | |
| zuò qǔ : Bruce Cockburn | |
| I was half asleep in the washroom when they came in | |
| Eyes like moonlight on barbed wire and veins showing under the skin | |
| The uniforms made me nervous, I got ready for the chase | |
| But they left me scanning these crowds for some sign of your face | |
| Something fell on Saskatchewan in 1885 | |
| Where is it now that we need it, in this century of jive? | |
| The axe falls as if through water never leaves a trace | |
| And I' m scanning these crowds for some sign of your face | |
| The world shot down love as a spy, once upon a time ago | |
| Now people stand around here, like crows in the snow | |
| Like the shadow of the rope on Louis Riel, they look so clean out of place | |
| And I' m scanning these crowds for some sign of your faceThough storms may still kiss the grasslands with primal fire | |
| In the land of passive revolution, everything' s for hire | |
| Are they demons, are they lemmings, or just the humans in this place? | |
| Lord, I' m scanning these crowds for some sign of your face |