Friday, January 22, 2010

the birds they sang
at the break of day
start again
I heard them say
don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
ah the wars they will
be fought again
the holy dove
she will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

ring the bells that still can ring
forget your perfect offering
there is a crack in everything
that's how the light gets in.

sweet sweet words of leonard cohen

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