Seems so long ago, Nancy. Leonard Cohen.

It seems so long ago

Nancy was alone

Looking at The Late Late Show

through a semi-precious stone.

In the House of Honesty

her father was on trial

In the House of Mistery

there was no one at all

there was no one at all.

It seems so long ago

none of us were strong

Nancy wore green stockings

and she slept with everyone.

She never said she'd wait for us

although she was alone.

I think she fell in love for us

in nineteen sixty-one

in nineteen sixty-one.

It seems so long ago

Nancy was alone

A forty-five beside her head

an open telephone.

We told her she was beautiful

we told her she was free

But none of us would meet her in

the House of Mistery

the House of Mistery.

And now you look around you

see her everywhere

Many use her body

many comb her hair.

And in the hollow of the night

when you are cold and numb

You hear her talking freely then

she's happy that you've come

she's happy that you've come.

c) Leonard Cohen. Songs from a room.