Leonard Cohen – Stories Of The Street

Leonard Cohen Stories Of The Street

Leonard Cohen – Stories Of The Street Lyrics

Artist: Leonard Cohen
Song: Stories Of The Street

The stories of the street are mine
The spanish voices laugh
The cadillacs go creeping down
Through the night and the poison gas

I lean from mu window sill
In this old hotel I chose
Yes one hand on my suicide
And one hand on the rose

I know youve heard its over now
And war must surely come
The cities they are broke in half
And the middle men are gone

But let me ask you one more time
O children of the dust
These hunters who are shrieking now
Do they speak for us

And where do all these highways go
Now that we are free
Why are the armies marching still
That were coming home to me

O lady with your legs so fine
O stranger at your wheel
You are locked into your suffering
And your pleasures are the seal

The age of lust is giving birth
But both the parents ask the nurse
To tell them fairy tales on
Both sides of the glass

Now the infant with his cord
Is hauled in like a kite
And one eye filled with blueprints
One eye filled with night

O come with me my little one
And we will find that farm
And grow us grass and apples there
To keep all the animals warm

And if by chance I wake at night
And I ask you who I am
O take me to the slaughter house
I will wait there with the lamb

With one hand on a hexagram
And one hand on a girl
I balance on a wishing well
That all men call the world

We are so small between the stars
So large against the sky
And lost among the subway crowds
I try to catch your eye
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Release Year: 1967