(photo link "Leonard Cohen never drinks wine..")
Haunting.
It's "Tower of Song" by Leonard ("God is Alive")Cohen...even more haunting/daunting when performed by Cohen and U2 (Cohen: "Well, like the Talmud says, there's good wine in every generation." ): watch it here...
More here on Cohen's spirituality:
Leonard Cohen: Poet, Prophet, Eternal Optimist
THE ORDINATION OF THE ARTIST
FORMERLY KNOWN AS LEONARD COHEN
Interview (1984)
Interview (2001):"why nirvana is now a mean tuna sandwich ..."
Wikipedia entry
Video interview snippet about religion/"Hallelujah"
"Tower of Song"
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on
I’m just paying my rent every day
In the tower of song
I said to Hank Williams, “How lonely does it get?”
Hank Williams hasn’t answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
Oh a hundred floors above me
In the tower of song
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
Well they tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I’m very sorry, baby, doesn’t look like me at all
I’m standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don’t let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song
Now you can say that I’ve grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there’s a mighty judgment coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the tower of song
I see you standing on the other side
Don’t know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back then
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
I feel so close to everything we’ve lost
We’ll never, we’ll never have to lose it again, oh, oh-oh
So I bid you farewell, I don’t know when I’ll be back
They’re moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you’ll be hearing from me baby, long after I’m gone
I’ll be speaking to you sweetly
From my window in the tower of song
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on
I’m just paying my rent every day
In the tower of song
Also: Much like the "All That You Can't" U2 songs took on new meaning after 9/11, how could you not suggest the same for Cohen's "First We Take Manhattan":
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin
I'm guided by a signal in the heavens
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin...(lyrics)
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