Текст песни Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Tower Of Song
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From I`m Your Fan, a Leonard Cohen tribute album Well my friends are gone and my hair is greyI ache in the places I used to playAnd I`m crazy for love but I`m not coming onI`m paying my rent everyday in the Tower of SongI said to Leonard Cohen: How lonely does it get?Leonard Cohen hasn`t answered me yetBut I can hear him coughing all night long,A million floors above me in the Tower of SongI was born like this, I had no choiceI was born like this, with a golden voiceTwenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond,Well they tied me to this table right here in the Tower of SongYou can stick your needles in a voodoo dollI`m sorry baby, but it don`t look like me at allI`m standing by the window where the light is strongThey don`t let a woman kill you in the Tower of SongI`ve grown bitter, bitter, of this you may be sure:The rich, the rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poorAnd there`s a mighty judgement but it won`t be long, but I may be wrongYou see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song - oh yeah -The guitar, the bass, the drums, so nice every hour in the Tower of SongI see you standing on the other sideI don`t know how the river got so wideBut I loved you, baby, way back whenAll the bridges are burning that we might have crossed,But I feel so close to everything that we lostBut I`ll never have to lose you again, Tower of SongI bid you farewell, I don`t know when I`m backThey`re moving us tomorrow to that tower down the trackBut you`ll be hearing from me, baby, long after I`m goneI`m speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of SongNow you can say that I`ve grown bitter, of this you can be sure:The rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poorAnd there`s a mighty judgement but it won`t take long, I may be wrong