written by Leonard Cohen
C...|....|....|....| C...|....|....|....| Hurt once and for all into silence. A long pain ending without a C...|....| song to prove it. Who could stand F...|....|....|....| beside you so close to Eden, when you glinted in every eye the held-high razor, C...|....|....|....| shivering every ram and son? C...|....|....|....| And now the silent loony bin, where the shadows live in the rafters like day-weary bats, F...|....|....|....| Until the turning mind, a radar signal, lures them to exaggerate C...|....|G7...|....| Mountain-size on the white stone wall your tiny limp. C...|....| How can I leave F...|....|....|....| you in such a house? Are there no more saints and wizards to praise their ways with pupils, C...|....|....|....| No more evil to stun with the slap of a wet red tongue? G7...|....|....|....| Did you confuse the Messiah in a mirror and rest because he had finally C...|....|....|....| come? Let me cry F...|....|....|....| Help beside you, Teacher. I have entered under this dark roof as fearlessly C...|....|....|....| as an honored son enters his father's house. G7...|....|....|....| C...|....|....|....| F...|....|....|....| C...|....|....|....| F...|....|....|....| C...|....