written by Leonard Cohen
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© Sony ATV Songs LLC (BMI)
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Oh the sisters of mercy
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they are not departed or gone
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They were waiting for me
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when I thought that I just can't go on
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And they brought me their comfort
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and later they brought me this song
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Oh I hope you run into them
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you who've been traveling so long
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Yes, you who must leave everything
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that you cannot control
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It begins with your family
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but soon it comes 'round to your soul
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Well I've been where you're hanging
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and I think I can see how you're pinned
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When you're not feeling holy
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your loneliness says that you've sinned
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Well they lay down beside me
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I make my confessions to them
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They touched both my eyes
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and I touched the dew on their hem
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If your life is a leaf
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that the seasons tear off and condemn
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They will bind you with love
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that is graceful and green as a stem
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When I left they were sleeping
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and I hope you run into them soon
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Don't turn on the lights
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you can read their address by the moon
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And you won't make me jealous
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if I find they have sweetened your night
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We weren't lovers like that
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and besides it would still be all right
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We weren't lovers like that
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and besides it would still be all right
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Sisters of Mercy
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| Linda Ronstadt |
