Leonard Cohen — Winter on Mount Baldy

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 August 21, 2015