On my way to yoga, listening to Leonard Cohen.
The last time we saw you, you looked so much older
your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
you’d been to the station to meet every train
and you came home without Lili Marlene.
On my way to yoga, listening to Leonard Cohen.
The last time we saw you, you looked so much older
your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
you’d been to the station to meet every train
and you came home without Lili Marlene.
