A Song for Leonard Cohen

I wish that I could buy you a drink

And then more and then five

I’d get you drunk and I’d get me outgoing

All week or just this one night

And then, maybe, we could go for a walk

And I’d just listen while you talk

My imagination slips, then I have you taking

Me to Barcelona for the weekend

You described the night

Phil Spector, with his revolver, served you ceremonial wine

We’d compare mythologies

And toast those friends that never believed

That our voices ever had much to offer

And then, maybe, we could go for a walk

And I’d just listen while you talk

I wish that I could buy you a drink

And then more and then five

At the end of a night

I’d conveniently misplace my wallet

And you would wind up buying all of mine

We’d compare mythologies

And toast those friends that never believed

That our voices ever had much to offer

And then, maybe, we would go for a walk

And I’d just listen while you talk

You’d point to the harbour

And the moonlight against the water

The little boats against the dock

And through the dark our shadows then might get along

And I’d just listen while we walk

And through the dark our shadows then might get along

And I’d just listen while you talk