Anthem
© Leonard Cohen 1993 & Sony Music Entertainment
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again,
I hear them say,
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be
The wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again;
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
and signs were sent
the birth betrayed
the marraige spent;
the widowhood
of every government -
signs for all to see.
Can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned up
a thundercloud
They're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum.
Every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
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