Bruce Cockburn

Living in the past
Is not living at all
The old fear going fast
Everybody's scared to fall
Turn with the times
Change your mind
Sullen and profane
The ancient temple stands
Dissolving in the rain
Its gods long turned to sand
Forgotten childhood rhyme
Change your mind
Listen for the ring
Of tomorrow's bell
Be the first to sing
From beyond the wishing well
Know what's behind
But change your mind