{"id":33116,"date":"2013-05-31T09:33:45","date_gmt":"2013-05-31T07:33:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/?p=33116"},"modified":"2013-05-31T09:33:45","modified_gmt":"2013-05-31T07:33:45","slug":"the-day-wouldnt-write-what-the-night-pencilled-in","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/the-day-wouldnt-write-what-the-night-pencilled-in\/","title":{"rendered":"The day wouldn&#8217;t write what the night pencilled in&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><object width=\"560\" height=\"420\" classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" codebase=\"http:\/\/download.macromedia.com\/pub\/shockwave\/cabs\/flash\/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\" \/><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" \/><param name=\"src\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/qmyiZgNtKEU?version=3&amp;hl=da_DK&amp;rel=0\" \/><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" \/><embed width=\"560\" height=\"420\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/qmyiZgNtKEU?version=3&amp;hl=da_DK&amp;rel=0\" allowFullScreen=\"true\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" \/><\/object><\/p>\n<p><em><strong>THE BOOK OF LONGING<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I can\u2019t make the hills<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The system is shot<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I\u2019m living on pills<\/em><br \/>\n<em> For which I thank God<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I followed the course<\/em><br \/>\n<em> From chaos to art<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Desire the horse<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Depression the cart<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I sailed like a swan<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I sank like a rock<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But time is long gone<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Past my laughing stock<\/em><br \/>\n<em> My page was too white<\/em><br \/>\n<em> My ink was too thin<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The day wouldn\u2019t write<\/em><br \/>\n<em> What the night pencilled in<\/em><br \/>\n<em> My animal howls<\/em><br \/>\n<em> My angel\u2019s upset<\/em><br \/>\n<em> But I\u2019m not allowed<\/em><br \/>\n<em> A trace of regret<\/em><br \/>\n<em> For someone will use<\/em><br \/>\n<em> What I couldn\u2019t be<\/em><br \/>\n<em> My heart will be hers<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Impersonally<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She\u2019ll step on the path<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She\u2019ll see what I mean<\/em><br \/>\n<em> My will cut in half<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And freedom between<\/em><br \/>\n<em> For less than a second<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Our lives will collide<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The endless suspended<\/em><br \/>\n<em> The door open wide<\/em><br \/>\n<em> Then she will be born<\/em><br \/>\n<em> To someone like you<\/em><br \/>\n<em> What no one has done<\/em><br \/>\n<em> She\u2019ll continue to do<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I know she is coming<\/em><br \/>\n<em> I know she will look<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And that is the longing<\/em><br \/>\n<em> And this is the book<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #999999;\">\u00a9 Leonard Cohen<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<div class=\"fcbkbttn_buttons_block\" id=\"fcbkbttn_middle\"><div class=\"fcbkbttn_like \"><fb:like href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/the-day-wouldnt-write-what-the-night-pencilled-in\/\" action=\"like\" colorscheme=\"dark\" layout=\"standard\"  width=\"225px\" size=\"small\"><\/fb:like><\/div><div class=\"fb-share-button  \" data-href=\"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/the-day-wouldnt-write-what-the-night-pencilled-in\/\" data-type=\"button_count\" data-size=\"small\"><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>THE BOOK OF LONGING I can\u2019t make the hills The system is shot I\u2019m living on pills For which I thank God I followed the course From chaos to art Desire the horse Depression the cart I sailed like a swan I sank like a rock But time is long gone Past my laughing stock &hellip; 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