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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mighty Poplar
Mighty Poplar
Performer
Andrew Marlin
Andrew Marlin
Performer
Noam Pikelny
Noam Pikelny
Performer
Chris Eldridge
Chris Eldridge
Performer
Alex Hargreaves
Alex Hargreaves
Performer
Greg Garrison
Greg Garrison
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mighty Poplar
Mighty Poplar
Producer

Lyrics

Well the door it opened slowly
My father he came in
I was nine years old
And he stood so tall above me
His blue eyes they were shining
And his voice was very cold
He said, "I've had a vision
And you know I'm strong and holy
I must do what I've been told"
So he started up the mountain
I was running, he was walking
And his ax was made of gold
The trees they got much smaller
The lake a lady's mirror
We stopped to drink some wine
Then he threw the bottle over
It broke a minute later
And he put his hand on mine
Well I thought I saw an eagle
But it might have been a vulture
You know I never could decide
Then my father built an altar
He looked once behind his shoulder
For he knew I would not hide
So you who build the altars now
To sacrifice these children
You must not do it anymore
For a scheme is not a vision
And you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god
Oh you who stand above them now
Your hatchets blunt and bloody
You were not there before
When I lay upon a mountain
And my father's hand was trembling
With the beauty of the word
And so if you call me brother now
Forgive me if I inquire
"Just according to whose plan?"
When it all comes down to dust
I'll kill you if I must
But I will help you if I can
Yes when it all comes down to dust
I'll help you if I must
I will kill you if I can
So have mercy on our uniform
Man of peace or man of war
The peacock spreads his fan
There I lay upon a mountain
And my father's hand was trembling
With the beauty of the word
Written by: Leonard Cohen

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