Leonard Cohen

can't break the code

I can't break the code Of our frozen love It’s too late to know What the password was I reach for the past Keep coming up short And everything feels Like a last resort Tho' we’ve called it quits And there’s nothing left Still I hear my lips Make these promises Though we've squandered the truth And there’s little left We can still sweep the room We can still make the bed When the world is false I won't say it’s true When the darkness calls I will go with you In a time of shame In the great Alarm When they call your name We’ll go arm in arm

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