In Your Light - Bruce Peninsula

Sanctuary is a mill for the grist

A moment spent under peace and quiet

An open window with the wind blowing

Right there, right then, your sanctuary ends

Off and on, a life recollected in flashes

The way the light hits the undersides of your eyelids

Come and gone with the lift and the lower of your lashes

Between the iris and the eyelid

In your light

If if floats away I’ll follow after it

Blown in through a window open

Cause what am I if not just dust

All I’ve done may brown may rust

Off and on, a life recollected in flashes

The way the light hits the undersides of your eyelids

Come and gone with the lift and the lower of your lashes

Between the iris and the eyelid

Why not warm inside a while

And lay your boots to dry

And then there where you wake

Where you are will be where you were in the first place

All I’ve done may brown may rust

If it floats away I’ll follow it

If I lose its scent, I’ve still got all it left me with

All I’ve done may brown, may rust

What am I if not just dust, just dust?

In your light

In your light

On and on, you can’t turn in on yourself

On and on, you can’t turn in on yourself