I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere. - Leonard Cohen

I wrote this next song a while ago to a great American singer who died several years ago. I used to bumb into her from time to time at hotel in New York where a lot of musicians used to come. A lot of those musicians are gone. They say the era is over. They say these are now the times of the conservative, the stable, the order. Perhaps that's true. She certainly stood for something that was beyond order and beyond chaos, beyond the radical and beyond the conservative, which is what every great singer embodies. Something that is not an argument, not a philosophy. Anyway, I wrote this song for her a long time ago.

I stopped stopping and I stopped starting, and I allowed myself to be crushed by ignorance.

Then I start to struggle
With a feeble song
Which will overcome me
Many miles from home