Child Of The Wind Lyrics

The song Child Of The Wind is performed by Bruce Cockburn in the album named Nothing But a Burning Light in the year 1991 .



I love the pounding of hooves
I love engines that roar
I love the wild music of waves on the shore
And the spiral perfection of a hawk when it soars
Love my sweet woman down to the core

There's roads and there's roads
And they call, can't you hear it?
Roads of the earth
And roads of the spirit
The best roads of all
Are the ones that aren't certain
One of those is where you'll find me
Till they drop the big curtain

Hear the wind moan
In the bright diamond sky
These mountains are waiting
Brown-green and dry
I'm too old for the term
But I'll use it anyway
I'll be a child of the wind
Till the end of my days

Little round planet
In a big universe
Sometimes it looks blessed
Sometimes it looks cursed
Depends on what you look at obviously
But even more it depends on the way that you see
Hear the wind moan
In the bright diamond sky
These mountains are waiting
Brown-green and dry
I'm too old for the term
But I'll use it anyway
I'll be a child of the wind
Till the end of my days




Bruce Cockburn - Nothing But a Burning Light

Nov 1991

  1. A Dream Like Mine
  2. Kit Carson
  3. Mighty Trucks Of Midnight
  4. Soul Of A Man
  5. Great Big Love
  6. One Of The Best Ones
  7. Somebody Touched Me
  8. Cry Of A Tiny Babe
  9. Actions Speak Louder
  10. Indian Wars
  11. When It's Gone, It's Gone
  12. Child Of The Wind


Child Of The Wind