Bruce Cockburn Look How Far
On this rooftop where we're sitting
In the rays of the setting sun
Glasses of wine on a crate between us
Catch the light -- seem to glow from within
And there's a laugh
Hanging in the air
And there's no
Desperation anywhere
So many miles, so many doors
Some need patience, some need force
All fall open in their own due course
To allow us this time
And your limned
In light, golden and thin
Looks to me
Like you're lit up from within
And look how far the light came
Look how far the light came
Look how far the light came
To paint you
This way
And I picture us in this light
Friendship a fine silver web
Stretched across golden smoky haze
And this is simple
And this is grace
And this light
Is a guest from far away
Passing through
The last whisper of day
And look how far the light came
Look how far the light came
Look how far the light came
To paint you
This way
