written by Leonard Cohen and Sharon Robinson
Chords: D7sus4: x57585 D/a: 557775 D#maj7: x68786 D#7sus4: x68696 D#/a#: 668886 Emaj7: x79897
Intro: Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 .|Gm . . . |Dm7 . D/a . |
Gm D7sus4 D7
You never liked to get
Gm Dm7 D/a
The letters that I sent.
Gm D7sus4 D7
But now you've got the gist
D#maj7 D7sus4 D
Of what my letters meant.
Gm D7sus4 D7
You're reading them again,
Gm Dm7 D/a
The ones you didn't burn.
Gm D7sus4 D7
You press them to your lips,
D#maj7 D7sus4 D
My pages of concern.
Cm7 Gm
I said there'd been a flood.
Cm7 Gm
I said there's nothing left.
F D#
I hoped that you would come.
D
I gave you my address.
G#m D#7sus4 D#7
Your story was so long,
G#m D#m7 D#/a#
The plot was so intense,
G#m D#7sus4 D#7
It took you years to cross
Emaj7 D#7sus4 D#
The lines of self-defense.
G#m D#7sus4 D#7
The wounded forms appear:
G#m D#m7 D#/a#
The loss, the full extent;
G#m D#7sus4 D#7
And simple kindness here,
Emaj7 D#7sus4 D#
The solitude of strength.
C#m7 G#m
I said there'd been a flood.
C#m7 G#m
I said there's nothing left.
F# E
I hoped that you would come.
D#7sus4 D#
I gave you my address.
Gm D7sus4 D7
You walk into my room.
Gm Dm7 D/a
You stand there at my desk,
Gm D7sus4 D7
Begin your letter to
Gm Dm7 D/a
The one who's coming next.
D# D7
(Begin your letter to)
D#maj7 D7 Gm
(Oooooooo... the one who's coming next)
Spoken:
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . | (You never liked to get the letters that I sent.)
Gm . . . |Dm7 . D/a . | (But now you've got the gist of what my letters meant.)
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . | (You're reading them again, the ones you didn't burn.)
D#maj7 . . . |D7sus4 . D7 .| (You press them to your lips, my pages of concern.)
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . | (I said there'd been a flood. I said there's nothing left.)
Gm . . . |Dm7 . D/a . | (I hoped that you would come. I gave you my address.)
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . | (Your story was so long, the plot was so intense,)
D#maj7 . . . |D7sus4 . D7 .| (It took you years to cross the lines of self-defense.)
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . | (The wounded forms appear: the loss, the full extent;)
Gm... (And simple kindness here, the solitude of strength.)