Winter on Mount Baldy
Leonard Cohen
It's winter on Mount Baldy
The monks are shoveling snow
It’s swinging free, the Gateless Gate
But no one seems to go
It's cold and dark and dangerous
And slippery as a lie
Nobody wants to be here
And me, I'd rather die
All the food is second hand
And everyone complains
The priceless shit of yesteryear
Is frozen in the drains
It’s winter on Mount Baldy
The monks are shoveling snow
It's swinging free, the Gateless Gate
But no one seems to go
Forget about your purity
Your blemishes and stains
You want to climb Mount Baldy
You're going to need your chains
It's cold and dark and dangerous
And slippery as a lie
Nobody wants to be here
Some say they'd rather die
You had the Himalayas
And the great Tibetan plains
You want to take Mount Baldy
You're going to need your chains
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