Love Itself Was Gone

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Leonard Cohen
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The light came through the window Straight from the sun above And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of love

In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see Out of which the nameless makes A name for one like me

I'll try to say a little more Love went on and on Until it reached an open door – Then love itself Love itself was gone

All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance

I'll try to say a little more Love went on and on Until it reached an open door – Then love itself Love itself was gone

Then I came back from where I'd been My room, it looked the same – But there was nothing left between The nameless and the name (Nameless and the name)

All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance

I'll try to say a little more Love went on and on Until it reached an open door – Then love itself Love itself was gone Love itself Love itself was gone

 

Leonard Cohen was a Canadian songwriter, singer, poet, and novelist. Sourced from here.


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