Leonard Cohen:The Land Of Plenty

Don't really have the courage
To stand there I must stand
Don't really have the temperament
To lend a helping hand
Don't really know who sent me
To raise my voice and say:
"My the lights in The Land of Plenty
Shine on the truth some day!"

I don't 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 the 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 what's left of our religion
I lift my voice and pray:
"May the lights in The Land of Plenty
May the lights in The Land of Plenty
May the lights in The Land of Plenty
Shine on the truth some day!"

I know I said I'd meet you
I'd meet you at the store
But I can't buy it, baby
I can't buy it anymore
And I don't 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!"

For the innermost decision
That we cannot buy obey
For what's left of our religion
I lift my voice and pray:
"May the lights in The Land of Plenty
May the lights in The Land of Plenty
May the lights in The Land of Plenty
Shine on the truth some day!"