The Chelsea Hotel
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Written by Graham Nash
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Pub. by Nashnotes, Inc. (BMI)
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from the album Songs For Survivors
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¨Ï 2002
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Down at the Chelsea Hotel, with poetry and paintings
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The walls are still holding memories of people who fell,
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Down through the years, fighting their fears.
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Down at the Chelsea Hotel,
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A sailor was dying to end all his feelings,
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Everything had just turned to hell, his lover was gone,
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But we have to carry on.
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We will carry on, searching for truth with perpetual youth that will fade
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And be gone in the blink of an eye
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The world will be passing us by.
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Down at the Chelsea Hotel,
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Where Raymond is writing of poets and painters.
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It¡¯s something he does very well,
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A lover of his art, a lover in his heart.
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At the Chelsea Hotel,
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Where lovers and fighters are desperately dreaming
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Of checking their hearts at the door.
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Never really sure, we¡¯ve all been here before.
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We¡¯ve all been here before, searching for truth searching for truth with perpetual youth that will fade
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And what¡¯s more in the blink of an eye, the world will be passing us by
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At the Chelsea Hotel, At the Chelsea Hotel, Down at the Chelsea Hotel.
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The Chelsea Hotel
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| Graham Nash |
