SO LONG MARIANNE

come over to the window my little darling
I'd like to try to read your palm
I used to think I was some kind of gypsy boy
before I let you take me home

well you know that I love to live with you
but you make me forget so very much
I forget to pray for the angels
and then the angels forget to pray for us

we met when we were almost young
deep in the green lilac park
you held on to me like I was a crusifix
as we went kneeling through the dark

your letters they all say that you're beside me now
then why do I feel alone ?
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
is fastening my ankle to a stone

for now I need your hidden love
I'm cold as a new razor blade
you left when I told you I was curious
I never said that I was brave

oh you're really such a pretty one
I see you've gone and changed your name again
and just when I climbed this whole mountainside
to wash my eyelids in the rain

... so long marianne : it's time that we begin
to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again ...

                                                   leonard cohen