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The hat he wore with ease Indoors and onstage The raspy baritone, the sage The jeweler with words That sparkled in our minds The smiling cynic The optimist at times Brave, uncompromising Knowing it would soon end We wanted it darker He knew we did So he gave it to us straight Our rhyming friend I've been to Hydra Stood outside his home It's a simple place Where cars do not roam I breathed the same air Marveled at the deep blue sea I was drawn there by his spirit By his poetry And now he's gone We shall carry on today We have to He would have wanted it this way And we will surely miss him For us, he does pray.
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
Leonard Cohen
The hat he wore with ease Indoors and onstage The raspy baritone, the sage The jeweler with words That sparkled in our minds The smiling cynic The optimist at times Brave, uncompromising Knowing it would soon end We wanted it darker He knew we did So he gave it to us straight Our rhyming friend I've been to Hydra Stood outside his home It's a simple place Where cars do not roam I breathed the same air Marveled at the deep blue sea I was drawn there by his spirit By his poetry And now he's gone We shall carry on today We have to He would have wanted it this way And we will surely miss him For us, he does pray.
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neville-johnson
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
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