Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Store Room Leondard Cohen
It’s not the wind that keeps you up, It’s not the snow It’s not the moon coming like a headlight through your window It’s not the thumbnail of a screen That scrapes away your dream
It's just this man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
It’s not the news of burning towns That ruins your mind like a spoon you turn and you turn But it won’t unwind Though these wars you did not start They don’t tear your sleep apart
It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
And now this woman by your side Well she’s is asleep And there's nothing you can give her, and there's nothing you want to keep You don't even try to prove that the noise is neighbours making love.
It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
Well go to sleep and change the locks When you wake up Share your toast maybe spill some coffee from your cup Oh there’s nothing left to choose And there is so much more to loose.
There’s this man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
It’s not the wind that keeps you up, It’s not the snow It’s not the moon coming like a headlight through your window It’s not the thumbnail of a screen That scrapes away your dream
It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
It’s not the news of burning towns That ruins your mind like a spoon you turn and you turn But won’t unwind No these wars you did not start They don’t tear your sleep apart
It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
And now the woman by your side Well she’s awake But there's nothing you can give her, and there's nothing you want to take You don't even try to prove that the noise is neighbours making love.
It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room,
Oh go to sleep and change the locks When you wake up Share your toast maybe spill a little coffee from your cup He’s got nothing left to choose And you’ve got so much more to loose.
It's just a man, Taking what he needs, From the store room