The Tower of Song – Leonard Cohen

November 13, 2008

Now my friends are gone and my hair is gray.
I ache in the places where I used to play.
And, I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on.
I’m just paying my rent every day
in the tower of song.

I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn’t answered yet.
But, I hear him coughing all night long.
A hundred floors above me
In the tower of song.

I was born like this, I had no choice.
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond.
They tied me to this table right here.
In the tower of song.

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll.
I’m very sorry, baby, doesn’t look like me at all.
I’m standing by the window where the light is strong.
They don’t let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song

Now you can say that I’ve grown bitter but of this you may be sure:
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor.
And there’s a mighty judgment coming, but I may be wrong.
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song.

I see you standing on the other side.
I don’t know how the river got so wide.
I loved you baby, way back when.
And, all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed.
But, I feel so close to everything that we lost.
We’ll never have to lose it again.

Now I bid you farewell, I don’t know when I’ll be back.
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track.
But you’ll be hearing from me baby, long after I’m gone.
I’ll be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song.

This says what I feel about getting older.


One comment

  1. Cool…..cool……..cool…

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