-
By Cowboy Junkies, Are you born yet?
Are you listening?
Are you sick of staring
-
By Cowboy Junkies, No birds today
Just this square patch of gray
Molting sky moving
-
By Cowboy Junkies, This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no trip across
-
By Cowboy Junkies, My love swears that he is made of truth
I do
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Now I know, now I know what it means to
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Abandon all those precious things.
one soul now
Carry only what twilight
-
By Cowboy Junkies, The hoods are up on Pine street, rear ends lifted
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Fifty miles from Dakota territory
Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt
Found
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Especially with my head pounding
and lying helpless in my bed
I
-
By Cowboy Junkies, She placed her ring on the sill
Dishes piled high
She's on
-
By Cowboy Junkies, I'm going to find me a dying river
and strike a
-
By Cowboy Junkies, She captured both rock and bird
Tied one to the leg
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Hollow boned and feathered
she fell to him,
wriggling perdition she plucked
from
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Haven't seen the sun for seven days
November's got her nails
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden
-
By Cowboy Junkies, I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
Once
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Someday soon
I’m going to find myself a Saviour,
sit him on
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Someone
out there
kneeling.
No one
out there
listening.
But what I want to know
before you
-
By Cowboy Junkies, One foot stands before the crib
the other by the casket.
A
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Southern Rain
Michael Timmins
The flies have quit their buzzing
Even Bear has
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Speaking confidentially
the fire that burnt inside of me
has turned to
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Now it all begins,
or continues to,
spiral down,
spiral down.
I’ve laid it
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
singing
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Settling now,
once again,
what was begun
will meet it’s end.
Running now,
time to
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
Hits me straight in the
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Anyone who's ever had a heart
Wouldn't turn around and break
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Take Me
Margo and Michael Timmins
Take me to the river
and we'll
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Mornings feel so damn sad these days
without the call of
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Jesus, sweet Jesus if you're listening
can you pass me to
-
By Cowboy Junkies, Another note afloat upon this paper sea
Explain to me
How this
