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From I'm Your Fan, a Leonard Cohen tribute album |
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Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey |
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I ache in the places I used to play |
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And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on |
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I'm paying my rent everyday in the Tower of Song |
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I said to Leonard Cohen: How lonely does it get? |
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Leonard Cohen hasn't answered me yet |
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But I can hear him coughing all night long, |
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A million floors above me in the Tower of Song |
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I was born like this, I had no choice |
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I was born like this, with a golden voice |
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Twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond, |
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Well they tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song |
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You can stick your needles in a voodoo doll |
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I'm sorry baby, but it don't look like me at all |
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I'm standing by the window where the light is strong |
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They don't let a woman kill you in the Tower of Song |
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I've grown bitter, bitter, of this you may be sure: |
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The rich, the rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poor |
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And there's a mighty judgement but it won't be long, but I may be wrong |
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You see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song - oh yeah - |
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The guitar, the bass, the drums, so nice every hour in the Tower of Song |
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I see you standing on the other side |
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I don't know how the river got so wide |
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But I loved you, baby, way back when |
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All the bridges are burning that we might have crossed, |
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But I feel so close to everything that we lost |
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But I'll never have to lose you again, Tower of Song |
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I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'm back |
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They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track |
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But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after I'm gone |
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I'm speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song |
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Now you can say that I've grown bitter, of this you can be sure: |
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The rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poor |
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And there's a mighty judgement but it won't take long, I may be wrong |
