Tower Of Song
U2 Lyrics


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Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song

I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
Oh, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song

I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah, they don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song

Now, you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgment coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song

I see you standing on the other side
I don't know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again

Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song

Yeah, my friends are gone and my hair is gray
I ache in the places where I used to play




And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song

Overall Meaning

In "Tower of Song," U2 sings about the aging process and the feeling of being forgotten, which is exemplified by the singer's grey hair and absence of friends. The singer mentions once playing in a carefree manner, but now he simply pays his rent every day. He still desires love, but he says that he's "not coming on," meaning he's not actively pursuing it.


The singer then talks about Hank Williams, who he imagines coughing in a room above him. He mentions that he was "born like this" with a "golden voice" and that he feels tied to a table by "twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond" in the Tower of Song. In the next verse, the singer tells someone that they can stick "their little pins" in a voodoo doll, but it won't affect him since he's in the Tower of Song, where women can't kill him.


In the final verse, the singer talks about the distance between himself and someone he loves. He mentions that all bridges have been burned, but he feels close to everything they lost. The song ends with the singer saying farewell, acknowledging that he may never return and that he'll be speaking to his loved one from a window in the Tower of Song.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I am getting older and my loved ones have died or moved away


I ache in the places where I used to play
I am physically and emotionally worn out from years of performing and touring


And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I am still passionate about love, but I am not actively seeking it out


I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song
Music is my livelihood and I spend every day creating and performing it.


I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
I feel isolated and alone, and I wonder if other musicians have felt this way too.


Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
Despite reaching out to others, I still feel disconnected and unheard.


But I hear him coughing all night long
I sense the presence of other musicians who have struggled before me.


Oh, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song
Even though these musicians may be gone, their influence still looms large and towers above me.


I was born like this, I had no choice
My love of music is innate and something I have always had.


I was born with the gift of a golden voice
My voice is my greatest asset and what sets me apart as a musician.


And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
There are forces beyond my control that guide and inspire my work.


They tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song
My love of music is all-consuming and has tied me to a life of creative pursuit.


So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I am not easily affected by the criticisms or negative opinions of others.


I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I am confident in my self-image and am unfazed by attempts to bring me down.


I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
I am unafraid to stand in the spotlight and display my talents for all to see.


Ah, they don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song
Despite the challenges and obstacles I face as a woman in the music industry, I won't be defeated by them.


Now, you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure
Despite my struggles, my love of music and my passion for creative expression remain strong.


The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
Those in power maintain control over those without it, even in the realm of music.


And there's a mighty judgment coming, but I may be wrong
There may be a reckoning or justice for these imbalances in the music industry, but I am uncertain.


You see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song
Musicians are uniquely attuned to the creative and spiritual energy within the world around them.


I see you standing on the other side
I am aware of the distance between myself and those I love, and I long for connection.


I don't know how the river got so wide
The obstacles preventing this connection are mysterious and difficult to understand.


I loved you baby, way back when
I have a deep and abiding love for those I care about, even if we are apart now.


And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
There were opportunities for connection that have now been lost or destroyed.


But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Despite this distance and loss, I still hold onto the memories and emotions of our time together.


We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again
Though it is impossible to relive or regain the past, I remain optimistic about the future and the possibility of connection.


Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
I must continue on my creative and musical journey, uncertain of what the future holds.


They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
This constant movement and upheaval is the reality of a life in the music industry.


But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone
Though I may be physically distant or even gone, my music will continue to speak for me and connect me to those I care about.


I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song
My music will always be a window into my innermost thoughts and emotions, even after I am gone.


Yeah, my friends are gone and my hair is gray
The passage of time has brought change and loss into my life.


I ache in the places where I used to play
My physical and emotional exhaustion is a testament to the decades I have spent pursuing music.


And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
Though my passion for music and creative expression remains strong, I am no longer seeking love or attention in the same way.


I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song
Music is the work and the passion that drives me, and I will continue to pursue it until the end of my life.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Leonard Cohen

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Pepote Coll

ueno, mis amigos se han ido y mi cabello es gris
Me duele en los lugares donde solía jugar
Y estoy loco de amor pero no me vengo
Estoy pagando mi renta todos los días en la Torre de la Canción
Le dije a Hank Williams, ¿qué tan solo se siente?
Hank Williams aún no ha respondido
Pero lo escucho toser toda la noche
Oh, cien pisos por encima de mí en la Torre de la Canción
Nací así, no tuve elección
Nací con el don de una voz de oro
Y veintisiete ángeles del Gran Más Allá
Me ataron a esta mesa aquí mismo en la Torre de la Canción
Para que puedas clavar tus alfileres en ese muñeco vudú
Lo siento mucho, nena, no se parece a mí en nada
Estoy de pie junto a la ventana donde la luz es fuerte
Ah, no dejan que una mujer te mate, no en la Torre de la Canción
Ahora, puedes decir que me he amargado, pero de esto puedes estar seguro
Los ricos tienen sus canales en los dormitorios de los pobres
Y viene un juicio poderoso, pero puedo estar equivocado
Ves, escuchas estas graciosas voces en la Torre de la Canción
Te veo parado en el otro lado
No sé cómo el río se hizo tan ancho
Te amaba bebé, hace mucho tiempo cuando
Y todos los puentes están ardiendo que podríamos haber cruzado
Pero me siento tan cerca de todo lo que perdimos
Nunca, nunca tendremos que perderlo de nuevo
Ahora me despido de ti, no sé cuando volveré
Nos trasladarán mañana a esa torre por la vía.
Pero tendrás noticias mías, cariño, mucho después de que me haya ido
Te estaré hablando dulcemente desde una ventana en la Torre de la Canción
Sí, mis amigos se han ido y mi cabello es gris
Me duele en los lugares donde solía jugar
Y estoy loco de amor pero no me vengo
Estoy pagando mi renta todos los días en la Torre de la Canción
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Ann DownSouth
Ann DownSouth
hace 1 año
Something I noticed watching the videos of his live performances is the great respect he had for his audience and even more his respect for the musicians with him on stage. Truly a humble gentleman.

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Robert Munyard
Robert Munyard
hace 1 año
I cannot bring to mind anyone today who can even get close to the tr



All comments from YouTube:

Phizeke S

Leonard Cohen has finally taken his place in the "Tower Of Song", on a floor far higher than , in his humble estimation, was far higher than he felt he sould have been.  Another icon has left us, this simple man with the poetically charged meaningful soul who wrote some of the best lyrics of the 2nd half of the 20th century.  RIP< Sweet Poet, You've earned it.  Peace.

Tigerseye Heart

Sublime. Flawless. 27 angels indeed - at least. I miss you Mr. Cohen. Thank you for leaving behind your heart, your precious heart.

Peter te Riele

Splendid performance. How the minimum of your voice can create the best! Eternal voice.

Victor Manuel Alarcón Anteo

Incomparable el gran Leonard Cohen al lado de U2 sin duda alguna algo único.

Marco Zumaeta

Excelente, sublime.

John Ryan

Congratulations to U2 who honoured a Legend when he was alive and in the wilderness before he came back on tour in 2008 RIP

Spell Bound

well said. Respecting an undervalued musician, and a classic song.

Norma Tible

John Ryan u2 and bono are gentlemen. This is how one musician should acknowledge a fellow gentleman musician. Nice

jorge pimentel

better than magazines. at least than rolling stone.

jorge pimentel

this is what a good comment looks like.

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