by leonard cohen
like a bird on a wire like a drunk in a midnight choir i have tried in my way to be free like a worm on a hook like a night in some old-fashioned book i have saved all my ribbons for thee. if i... if i have been unkind i hope you know it was not in my mind and if i if i have been untrue i hope you know it was never to you. like a baby, still-born, like a beast, with his horn i have torn everyone who reached out to me. but i swear by this song, and by all that i have done wrong, i have tried in my way... to be free leonard cohen / about 1960
May 12, 1996 The Vanishing Poet All Rights Obliterated