| Lyrics: | I'd like to do a song for you now by Leonard Cohen called 'The
Tower Of Song'.
Well, my
friends are gone and my hair is gray.
I ache in the places where I used to play
Well, 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 can hear him coughing all night long,
Oh, a hundred floors above me
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 these bridges are burning that we might have crossed,
But I feel so
close to everything that we lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again.
Well, I bid
you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back.
They're 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.
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a
window
In the Tower of Song.
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window
In the Tower
of Song. |
