He Plays For Us No More

He is the last note that’s left to ring, He is Leonard Cohen’s secret chord, He is a guitar’s seventh string. The words he wrote, the words he sings, He will be missed, he was adored— He is the last note that’s left to ring. Music was his being, his everything, A master of the fingerboard, He is a guitar’s seventh string. An uncrowned, gentle musical king, Much missed and deeply adored, He is the last note that’s left to ring. The lyrics he wrote, the words he sings, Faith in human nature he helped restore, He is a guitar’s seventh string. And now he has grown his angel wings, He is performing for the Chairman of the Board. He is the last note that’s left to ring, He is a guitar’s seventh string.