the mistakes i've made have made me question - the boy who wrote his plan, as a freshman, on piece of paper so fragile, and brief - it drifted away, somewhere down the cliff.
sounded like the truth, but it’s not for me to say; i better hold my tongue - the lies are close; too grave - to utter in vain with but a forked tongue; i must wipe the poison off my plate.
there’s not enough blood to quench the thirst - of the beast that feeds on the power of my lust; i hope it finds it’s peace, when i lay: ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
i better take my place: stand guard for the day - at the palace of my mind, where once, i would play; a child of destiny - fumbling to say the grace; reading into his mistakes;
seemed the better way.
'it seemed the better way' (lyrics) by leonard cohen
album: 'you want it darker'
Seemed the better way When first I heard him speak Now it's much too late To turn the other cheek
Sounded like the truth Seemed the better way Sounded like the truth But it's not the truth today
I wonder what it was I wonder what it meant First he touched on love Then he touched on death
Sounded like the truth Seemed the better way Sounded like the truth But it's not the truth today
I better hold my tongue I better take my place Lift this glass of blood Try to say the grace
Seemed the better way When first I heard him speak But now it's much too late To turn the other cheek
Sounded like the truth Seemed the better way Sounded like the truth But it's not the truth today
I better hold my tongue I better take my place Lift this glass of blood Try to say the grace