The Goal – Leonard CohenBy I can’t leave my houseOr answer the phoneI’m going down againBut I’m not aloneSettling at lastAccounts of the soulThis for the trashThat paid in fullAs for the fall, itBegan long agoCan’t stop the rainCan’t stop the snowI sit in my chairI look at the streetThe neighbor returnsMy smile of defeatI move with the leavesI shine with the chromeI’m almost aliveI’m almost at homeNo one to followAnd nothing to teachExcept that the goalFalls short of the reach www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20