Video: Leonard Cohen — Tower of Song (Live in London)

Lyrics: 
Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play 
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not comin' on 
I'm just payin' my rent every day in the Tower of Song 

I said to Hank Williams: "How lonely does it get?" 
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet 
But I hear him coughing all night long 
Oh, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song 

I was born like this, I had no choice 
I was born with the gift of a golden voice 
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond 
They tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song
 
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll 
I'm very sorry, baby, it doesn't look like me at all 
I'm standin' by the window where the light is strong 
Ah, they don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song 

Now, you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure:
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor 
And there's a mighty Judgement comin' but I may be wrong 
You see, I hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song 

I see you standin' on the other side 
I don't know how the river got so wide 
I loved you, baby, way back when... 
And all the bridges are burnin' that we might've crossed 
But I feel so close to everything that we lost 
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again 

Now, I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back 
They're movin' us tomorrow to the tower down the track 
But you'll be hearin' from me, baby, long after I'm gone 
I'll be speakin' 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 I'm crazy for love but I'm not comin' on 
I'm just payin' my rent everyday in the Tower of Song