…I don’t like your fashion business, mister. I don’t like these drugs that keep you thin. I don’t like what happened to my sister. First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.
I’d really like to live beside you, baby. I love your body and your spirit and your clothes. But you see that line that’s moving through the station? I told you, I told you, told you that I was one of those.
And I thank you for the items that you sent me: the monkey and the plywood violin. I practised every night now I’m ready. First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.
Remember me? I used to live for music. Remember me? I brought your groceries in. It’s Father’s Day, and everybody’s wounded. First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin. From “First We Take Manhattan,” a song by Leonard Cohen from his album I’m Your Man.
I saw the great uncomplicated thing
when I went to take a leak just now.
I should have looked at it longer.
I am a poor lover of the moon.
I see it all at once and that’s it
for me and the moon. "The Moon," a poem by Leonard Cohen from his book Book of Longing.