Leonard Cohen released his latest album “Popular Problems” on September 23rd.
In celebration of this, the generous people at Withabullet are giving away a limited edition lithograph artwork prints of “Almost Like the Blues” paired with the full length CD.
This lithograph is limited to 1000 prints.
In order to win, you must submit a Leonard Cohen inspired lyric on the bottom of this post.
One lucky winner will win this great prize.
Contest ends on October 15th
Good luck!
While the contest is done, you can still comment on your inspired Leonard Cohen lyrics.
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If by inspired you mean lyrics that inspired you, one of my favourite Cohen lines is: “Like a bird on a wire / Like a drunk in a midnight choir / I have tried, in my way, to be free”
From the wars against disorder
From the sirens night and day
From the fires of the homeless
From the ashes of the gay
Democracy is coming to the USA!
“I was born with the gift of a golden voice”
Ah, I see. Here’s a couple:
“Oh heart and lungs
Your lips and tongue
And bottomless palms
That I sink into
Everytime
I think about you”
Or …
“Another structure
Another caste
Stoke the fire
That radiates
Take the pen
When the page turns white
Oh, this body is so thin”
Evocative days where we
Dip our feet into streams
There’s water,
hands on knees
You taught me all the ways that I
Though that I might die
you said yours is drowning
You laugh at me because I cry
– Original lyrics by me (heavily inspired by the poetry of Leonard Cohen)
First I’ll take Manhattan, then I’ll take this free Lithograph + CD.
We are ugly but we have the music.”
— Leonard Cohen, “Chelsea Hotel no. 2”
“A thousand kisses deep”
Now you can say that I’ve grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
The wars, they will be fought again
The holy dove, she will be caught again
Bought and sold and bought again
The dove is never free.
“There’s a crack in everything; that’s how the light gets in”
—
“J’ai la France entière”
—
“I thought it was there for good, so I never tried. ”
—
“Let’s not talk of love or chains and things we can’t untie”
—
“The crumbs of love that you offer me,
they’re the crumbs I’ve left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
it’s just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.”
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“Oh please let me come into the storm.”
The Plague! The Plague!
It invades my pages of research.
Her kisses were loose,
Somehow unspecific,
As if her mouth couldn’t choose where to stay.
Thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes, I thought it was there for good, so I never tried.
Leif Vollebekk – You Couldn’t Lie to Me In Paris
‘You couldn’t lie to me in Paris,
No, you wouldn’t want to embarrass
Yourself in front of the fathers of the fellas
Who’d raise their eyebrow umbrellas.
Never one for a fuss
Unless it is just the two of us,
We started getting into trouble , you see,
When we started loving in degrees.
The coming and going spirit’s in the door hinges
And I’m sitting peeling Suzanne’s oranges,
Nothing I ever do is ever good enough for escaping
The love that we’ve been making.
What I put into question, you put into bed,
Just like you put those wicked thoughts into my head.
When are you leaving town?
The sight of you makes me teary-eyed,
Your body’s been honest,
But here again it lies.’