Tower of Song (a ouvir)

Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when Ill be back

There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track

But youll be hearing from me baby, long after Im gone

Ill be speaking to you sweetly

From a window in the tower of song

Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey

I ache in the places where I used to play

And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on

Im just paying my rent every day

Oh in the tower of song.

Leonard Cohen, Live in London, Julho de 2008