Small windows Looking outward Show me a sequined sky Rubies shine in my glass of wine
Dusk breezes On oiled water Paint a pointillist facade It's ceaselessly shifting world --
Like today I'm far away I see your face behind each time-blurred pane
Strings vibrate Music leaps out In a shimmering intrigue Words unsaid whirl away like dust
From the sidewalk-sweeper's broom Across a fold in space you touch my hand [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/bruce_cockburn/stained_glass.html ]
