Leonard Cohen - Grateful lyrics
[Leonard Cohen - Grateful lyrics]
The huge mauve jacaranda tree
Down the street on South Tremaine
In full bloom two stories high
It made me so happy and then
The first cherries of the season
At the Palisades Farmers Market
Sunday morning "What a blessing!"
I exclaimed to Anjani
And then the samples on waxed paper
Of the banana cream cake
And the coconut cream cake
I am not a lover of pastry
But I recognized the genius of the baker
And touched my hat to her
A slight chill in the air
Seemed to polish the sunlight
And confer the status of beauty
To every object I beheld
Faces bosoms fruit's pickles green eggs
Newborn babies in clever expensive harnesses
I am so grateful to my new anti-depressant
Down the street on South Tremaine
In full bloom two stories high
It made me so happy and then
The first cherries of the season
At the Palisades Farmers Market
Sunday morning "What a blessing!"
I exclaimed to Anjani
And then the samples on waxed paper
Of the banana cream cake
And the coconut cream cake
I am not a lover of pastry
But I recognized the genius of the baker
And touched my hat to her
A slight chill in the air
Seemed to polish the sunlight
And confer the status of beauty
To every object I beheld
Faces bosoms fruit's pickles green eggs
Newborn babies in clever expensive harnesses
I am so grateful to my new anti-depressant