Sunday, 18 December 2011

The Sunday Post

Sunset over the house

Don't matter if the road is long
Don't matter if it's steep
Don't matter if the moon is gone
And the darkness is complete
Don't matter if we lose our way
It's written that we'll meet
At least, that's what I heard you say
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
You see, I'm just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second hand physique
With all he is and all he was
A thousand kisses deep

Don't matter if you're rich and strong
Don't matter if you're weak
Don't matter if you write a song
The nightingales repeat
Don't matter if it's nine to five
Or timeless and unique
You ditch your life to stay alive
A thousand kisses deep

The ponies run
The girls are young
The odds are there to beat
You win a while, and then it's done
Your little winning streak
And summon now to deal with your invincible defeat
You live your life as if it's real
A thousand kisses deep

I hear their voices in the wine
That sometimes did me seek
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
But the heart will not retreat
There's no forsaking what you love
No existential leap
As witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep

Leonard Cohen


Jane said...

Note to self: remember to have the tissues to hand when you read Al's Sunday Post.....
Another beautiful collection of words. Thank you!

Alistair said... too.

Nicky said...

Haha! Love Jane's comment! Beautiful though, Alistair. And the photo too.

Twisted Scottish Bastard said...

Strange, this one leaves me unmoved. If these are lyrics, what's the name of the song? It might have more impact when sung.

Or it could just be I'm an unsentimental, unromantic bastard. (Quoth My Beloved, December 2004)

Alistair said...

TSB Here's a version from youtube

It's a song called 'A Thousand Kisses Deep'

Nicky Thank you.....

Jane said...

Hey TSB - you're not my husband in disguise are you...?!

I definitely prefer the words without the music and voice. Loved the version my imagination came up with far better!

Twisted Scottish Bastard said...

Jane: Sorry, but no. I'm just a generic male. Downtrodden, henpecked and lifeless.

(Sorry Alistair, I'm not trying to kidnap your post)

Alistair: Oops, I should have realised that's the name of the song.

Alistair said...

Nae worries - Dad oan!

dbs said...

Isn't Leonard Cohen the best? Hallelujah.

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