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The Future
Leonard Cohen, 1992. Scheduled for an upcoming Darby CD.
notes: Somewhat dark and disturbing; we are amazed by the number of requests we get for this song.
The Future
© 1992, Leonard Cohen

Em                                               Am
Give me back my broken night, my mirrored room, my secret life
      D                         B7                Em
It’s lonely here; there’s no one left to torture
                                    Am
Give me absolute control over every living soul
      D                  B7                  Em
And lie beside me, baby; that’s an order
                                    Am
Give me crack, anal sex, take the only tree that’s left
       D                  B7              Em
And stuff it up the hole in your culture
                                           Am
Give me back the Berlin Wall, give me Stalin and St. Paul
       D                     B7               Em
I’ve seen the Future, brother; it is murder

Am                        G
Things are gonna’ slide in all directions
              Am                             G         (F#) Em
Won’t be nothin’; nothin’ you can measure anymore
      Am                                  G
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold
            D                   B7              Em
And it’s overturned the order of the soul

                 D                                                           Em
When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant
When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant
When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant

You don’t know me from the wind; you never will, you never did
I was the little Jew who wrote the Bible
I’ve seen the nations rise and fall. I’ve heard their stories, heard them all
But love’s the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told to say it clear; to cay it cold
It’s over; it ain’t goin’ any further
And now the wheels of Heaven stop. You feel the Devil’s riding crop
Get ready for the future; it is murder

Things are gonna’ slide in all directions
Won’t be nothin’; nothin’ you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold
And it’s overturned the order of the soul

When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant
When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant

When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant

                     Em
There’ll be the breaking of the ancient Western code
        Am
Your private life will suddenly explode
                Em
There’ll be phantoms, there’ll be fires on the Moon
                            D          B7
And the white man dancin’
                  Em
You’ll see a woman hanging upside-down
      Am

Her features covered by her fallen gown
                Em
And all the lousy little poets comin’ ‘round
                                       D             B7
Tryin’ to sound like Charlie Manson
                            Em
And the white man dancin’

Give me back the Berlin Wall, give me Stalin and St. Paul
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now; we don’t like children anyhow
I’ve seen the future, baby; it is murder

Things are gonna’ slide in all directions
Won’t be nothin’; nothin’ you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold
And it’s overturned the order of the soul

When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant
When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant
When they said: Repent, repent, repent; I wonder what they meant
When they said: Repent, repent, repent;