Lyrics The Sisters of Mercy - Live - Leonard Cohen
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                sisters 
                                                of 
                                                mercy, 
                                                they 
                                                are 
                                                not 
                                                departed 
                                                or 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                were 
                                                waiting 
                                                for 
                                                me, 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                can't 
                                                go 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                brought 
                                                me 
                                                their 
                                                comfort, 
                                                later 
                                                they 
                                                brought 
                                                me 
                                                this 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                yes, 
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                you 
                                                run 
                                                into 
                                                them, 
                                                you 
                                                who've 
                                                been 
                                                travelling 
                                                so 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                you 
                                                who 
                                                must 
                                                leave 
                                                everything 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                cannot 
                                                control
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                begins 
                                                with 
                                                your 
                                                family 
                                                but 
                                                soon 
                                                it 
                                                comes 
                                                'round 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well, 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                where 
                                                you're 
                                                hanging, 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                how 
                                                you're 
                                                pinned
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                you're 
                                                not 
                                                feeling 
                                                holy, 
                                                your 
                                                loneliness 
                                                tells 
                                                you've 
                                                sinned
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well, 
                                                they 
                                                lay 
                                                down 
                                                beside 
                                                me, 
                                                    I 
                                                made 
                                                my 
                                                confession 
                                                to 
                                                them
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                touched 
                                                both 
                                                my 
                                                eyes, 
                                                    I 
                                                touched 
                                                the 
                                                dew 
                                                on 
                                                their 
                                                hem
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                your 
                                                life 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                leaf 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                seasons 
                                                tear 
                                                off 
                                                and 
                                                condemn
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                bind 
                                                you 
                                                with 
                                                love 
                                                that 
                                                is 
                                                graceful 
                                                and 
                                                green 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                stem
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                left 
                                                they 
                                                were 
                                                sleeping, 
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                you 
                                                run 
                                                into 
                                                them 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                turn 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                lights, 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                read 
                                                their 
                                                address 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                won't 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                jealous 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                hear 
                                                that 
                                                they 
                                                sweetened 
                                                your 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                weren't 
                                                lovers 
                                                like 
                                                that 
                                                and 
                                                besides, 
                                                it 
                                                would 
                                                still 
                                                be 
                                                alright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thanks 
                                                    a 
                                                lot, 
                                                thanks
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                    a 
                                                1000 
                                                years 
                                                ago 
                                                thre 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                very 
                                                brief 
                                                period 
                                                of 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                is... 
                                                now 
                                                we 
                                                reffer 
                                                to 
                                                it 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                sixties
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                lasted 
                                                11 
                                                or 
                                                12 
                                                minutes 
                                                before 
                                                the 
                                                hustlers 
                                                and 
                                                huxters 
                                                poured 
                                                into 
                                                this
 
                                    
                                
                                                Become 
                                                    a 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                hole 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                national 
                                                cosmos
 
                                    
                                
                                                Into 
                                                which, 
                                                you 
                                                know, 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                novelist
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                fiercest 
                                                aspirations 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                generation 
                                                sunk 
                                                and 
                                                disappeared
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kinda 
                                                Bermuda 
                                                triangle 
                                                of 
                                                idealism
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                this 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                song 
                                                    I 
                                                wrote 
                                                many, 
                                                many 
                                                years 
                                                ago 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                refused 
                                                    a 
                                                seductive 
                                                invitation
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                join 
                                                in 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                general 
                                                celebration 
                                                of 
                                                another 
                                                silly 
                                                idea
 
                                    
                                
                            1 First We Take Manhattan (Live)
2 Ain't No Cure for Love (Live)
3 Coming Back to You - Live
4 Dance Me to the End of Love (Live)
5 Democracy (Live)
6 Waiting for the Miracle - Live
7 The Future (Live)
8 I'm Your Man (Live)
9 Bird On a Wire - Live
10 The Sisters of Mercy - Live
11 There Is a War - Live
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