There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
I did my best, it wasn’t much I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool ya
I’m guided by a signal in the heavens I’m guided by this birthmark on my skin I’m guided by the beauty of our weapons
You loved me as a loser, but now you’re worried that I just might win
There is a war between the rich and poor, a war between the man and the woman
I’m your man, I’m your man I’m your man, I’m your man If you want a lover, I’ll do anything you ask me to
I can’t make the hills The system is shot I’m living on pills For which I thank G-d
What is a saint? A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is.
I’m living on coffee and cigarettes I’m living on coffee and cigarettes
Well, I speak from inspiration, and that’s that. But I don’t have any specific mission or message. I’m just describing a terrain I’m traveling through.
Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free
I love to speak with Leonard He’s a sportsman and a shepherd He’s a lazy bastard Living in a suit
Leonard Cohen Quotes part 2
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life
You know that she’s half-crazy but that’s why you want to be there, then she gets you on her wavelength
Love is not a victory march It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
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