Avalanche

[00:03.57]Avalanche - Leonard Cohen
[00:34.80]Well I stepped into an avalanche
[00:40.16]It covered up my soul
[00:45.36]When I am not this hunchback that you see
[00:50.67]I sleep beneath the golden hills
[00:56.49]You who wish to conquer pain
[01:00.48]You must learn to serve me well
[01:17.10]You strike my side by accident
[01:22.44]As you go down for your gold
[01:27.82]The crippled high that you clothe and feed
[01:33.12]Is neither starved nor cold
[01:38.56]He does not ask for your company
[01:42.51]Not at the centre the centre of the world
[02:02.04]When I am on a piedestal
[02:07.26]You did not raise me there
[02:12.61]Your laws do not compel me
[02:17.85]Now to kneel grotesque and bare
[02:23.57]For I myself am the piedestal
[02:27.03]For this ugly hump at which you stare
[02:47.16]You who wish to conquer pain
[02:50.95]You must learn what makes me kind
[02:57.13]The crumbs of love that you offer me
[03:01.47]They're the crumbs I've left behind
[03:07.95]Your pain is no credential here
[03:11.92]It's just the shadow of my wound
[03:26.37]I have begun to last for you
[03:31.79]I who have no greed
[03:36.91]I have begun to long for you
[03:42.34]I who have no need
[03:47.64]You say you've gone away from me
[03:51.52]But I can feel you when you breathe
[04:09.18]Do not dress in those rags for me
[04:14.05]I know you are not poor
[04:19.44]And do not love me quite so fiercely now
[04:23.56]When you know that you are not sure
[04:29.95]It is your turn my beloved one
[04:34.14]It is your flesh that I wear
Avalanche - Leonard Cohen
Well I stepped into an avalanche
It covered up my soul
When I am not this hunchback that you see
I sleep beneath the golden hills
You who wish to conquer pain
You must learn to serve me well
You strike my side by accident
As you go down for your gold
The crippled high that you clothe and feed
Is neither starved nor cold
He does not ask for your company
Not at the centre the centre of the world
When I am on a piedestal
You did not raise me there
Your laws do not compel me
Now to kneel grotesque and bare
For I myself am the piedestal
For this ugly hump at which you stare
You who wish to conquer pain
You must learn what makes me kind
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 of my wound
I have begun to last for you
I who have no greed
I have begun to long for you
I who have no need
You say you've gone away from me
But I can feel you when you breathe
Do not dress in those rags for me
I know you are not poor
And do not love me quite so fiercely now
When you know that you are not sure
It is your turn my beloved one
It is your flesh that I wear