Leonard Cohen - Lady Midnight
I came by myself to a very crowded place
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I was looking for someone
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who had lines in her face
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I found her there but she was past all concern
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I asked her to hold me, I said, "Lady unfold me."
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But she scorned me and she told me
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I was dead and I could never return
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Well, I argued all night like so many have before
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Saying, "Whatever you give me,
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I seem to need so much more."
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Then she pointed at me where I
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kneeled on her floor
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She said, "Don't try to use me
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or slyly refuse me
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Just win me or lose me
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It is this that the darkness is for."
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I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight,
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I fear that you grow old
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The stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold."
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"If we cry now," she said, "It will just be ignored."
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So I walked through the morning, sweet early morning
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I could hear my lady calling
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"You've won me, you've won me, my lord
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You've won me, you've won me my lord
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Yes, you've won me, you've won me, my lord
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Ah, you've won me, you've won me, my lord
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Ah, you've won me, you've won me, my lord."
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