Love Itself

The light came through the window Straight from the sun above And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of love In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the nameless makes A name for one like me I'll try to say a little more Love went on and on Until it reached an open door Then love itself Love itself was gone All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance I'll try to say a little more Love went on and on Until it reached an open door Then love itself Love itself was gone Then I came back from where I'd been My room, it looked the same But there was nothing left between The nameless and the name All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance I'll try to say a little more Love went on and on Until it reached an open door Then love itself Love itself was gone Love itself Love itself was gone --- Love Itself - Leonard Cohen and Sharon Robinson