“It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better.
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.”
More from Leonard Cohen
“I'll never come through this alone.”
“Love is a fire. It burns everyone. It disfigures everyone. It is the world’s excuse for…”
“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”
“How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?”