From Bird On A Wire:
Like a baby, stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who has reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much.
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me "Hey, why not ask for more?"
Leonard Cohen
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