I turned on Leanard Cohen to copewith this night That's what I do when something doesn't feeljust right He knows things he speaks in a language that reverberates He laughs in small doses when he celebrates He hurts in words leaving black and white as the evidenceMaybe just maybe he'll be forgivenin the gift of providenceAs for me ......all is simply a ruse a fluke and yet a phony intrusionI'd rather remain sad for this night sad in a personal seclusion
mmm... Yeah... it rings true with me too.Thank you for expressing yourself tonight.
Please be alright in your bed tonight; for joy comes early in the morning. ♡
You have me singing Dance Me to the End of Love.
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