Dear Heather:

The Letters

written by Leonard Cohen and Sharon Robinson


Chords:

D7sus4:       x57585
D/a:          557775
D#maj7:       x68786
D#7sus4:      x68696
D#/a#:        668886
Emaj7:        x79897
Intro: Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 .|Gm . . . |Dm7 . D/a . |

     Gm                 D7sus4   D7
You never liked to get
     Gm                   Dm7   D/a
The letters that I sent.
     Gm                      D7sus4   D7
But now you've got the gist
            D#maj7         D7sus4  D
Of what my letters meant.

        Gm                  D7sus4   D7
You're reading them again,
    Gm                     Dm7   D/a
The ones you didn't burn.
      Gm                      D7sus4   D7
You press them to your lips,
         D#maj7     D7sus4  D
My pages of concern.
Cm7                     Gm
I said there'd been a flood.
Cm7                     Gm
I said there's nothing left.
F                        D#
I hoped that you would come.
                  D
I gave you my address.
       G#m              D#7sus4   D#7
Your story was so long,
      G#m                 D#m7   D#/a#
The plot was so intense,
G#m                         D#7sus4   D#7
It took you years to cross
              Emaj7       D#7sus4  D#
The lines of self-defense.

G#m                        D#7sus4   D#7
The wounded forms appear:
     G#m                    D#m7   D#/a#
The loss, the full extent;
G#m                     D#7sus4   D#7
And simple kindness here,
         Emaj7            D#7sus4  D#
The solitude of strength.
C#m7                    G#m
I said there'd been a flood.
C#m7                    G#m
I said there's nothing left.
F#                       E
I hoped that you would come.
                  D#7sus4  D#
I gave you my address.
     Gm                 D7sus4   D7
You walk into my room.
      Gm                    Dm7   D/a
You stand there at my desk,
  Gm                 D7sus4   D7
Begin your letter to
               Gm          Dm7   D/a
The one who's coming next.
    D#               D7
(Begin your letter to)
D#maj7  D7                        Gm
(Oooooooo... the one who's coming next)

			      Spoken:
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . |     (You never liked to get the letters that I sent.)
Gm . . . |Dm7 . D/a . |       (But now you've got the gist of what my letters meant.)
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . |     (You're reading them again, the ones you didn't burn.)
D#maj7 . . . |D7sus4 . D7 .|  (You press them to your lips, my pages of concern.)

Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . |     (I said there'd been a flood. I said there's nothing left.)
Gm . . . |Dm7 . D/a . |       (I hoped that you would come. I gave you my address.)
Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . |     (Your story was so long, the plot was so intense,)
D#maj7 . . . |D7sus4 . D7 .|  (It took you years to cross the lines of self-defense.)

Gm . . . |D7sus4 . D7 . |     (The wounded forms appear: the loss, the full extent;)
Gm...                         (And simple kindness here, the solitude of strength.)