This is from "One of the Best Ones," by Bruce Cockburn. He's so hit and miss, BC. He has these smashingly great lines. But his melodies are often murderously boring. It's a strange thing. Anyway, here's the quote of the day.
There are eight million mysteries
In the naked body
Can't even sight on some distant horizon
Like the nine billion names of God
Don't bring you any closer
To anyone you can simply set eyes on