Songs of Leonard Cohen:

Store room

written by Leonard Cohen


(the Am is played with quick adding of the A chord at the points with a ')

intro, Am
 
' Am                   '
It's not the wind that keeps you up,
     '                          C
It's not the snow, It's not the moon
               Em
coming like a headlight
             G
through your window
              A
It's not the thumbnail of a screen
      C      D          A
That scrapes away your dream 
               F#m
It's just this man,

Taking what he needs,
          E
From the store room, 
It's not the news of burning towns
That ruins your mind
like a spool you turn and you turn
But it won't unwind
Though these wars you did not start
They don't tear your sleep apart
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
And now this woman by your side
Well she's is asleep
And there's nothing you can give her,
and there's nothing you want to keep
You don't even try to prove that the noise is
neighbours making love.
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
Well go to sleep and change the locks
When you wake up
Share your toast maybe
spill some coffee from your cup
Oh there's nothing left to choose
And there is so much more to loose.
There's this man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
It's not the wind that keeps you up,
It's not the snow, It's not the moon
coming like a headlight
through your window
It's not the thumbnail of a screen
That scrapes away your dream
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
It's not the news of burning towns
That ruins your mind
like a spool you turn and you turn
But won't unwind
No these wars you did not start
They don't tear your sleep apart
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
And now the woman by your side
Well she's awake
But there's nothing you can give her,
and there's nothing you want to take
You don't even try to prove that the noise is
neighbours making love.
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
Oh go to sleep and change the locks
When you wake up
Share your toast maybe
spill a little coffee from your cup
He's got nothing left to choose
And you've got so much more to loose.
It's just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room...