“The Land Of Plenty”

by Leonard Cohen
Dont really know who sent me
To raise my voice and say:
May the lights in the land of plenty
Shine on the truth some day.

I dont know why I come here,
Knowing as I do,
What you really think of me,
What I really think of you.

For the millions in a prison,
That wealth has set apart,
For the christ who has not risen,
From the caverns of the heart.

For the innermost decision,
That we cannot but obey -
For whats left of our religion,
I lift my voice and pray:
May the lights in the land of plenty
Shine on the truth some day.

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