The depth of Leonard Cohen's songs are amazing. And for the most part I don't have any complaint with the interpretations given; with the exception of this part:
"And then leaning on your window sill
he'll say one day you caused his will
to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet
an old schedule of trains, he'll say
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger."
I take this to be when the dealer/player is breaking up with her: leaning on her window sill, blocking her view, her ability to see anything beyond what he is telling her. She caused his will to weaken. Rather than changing him for the better with her love and warmth and shelter, she's caused him to become weak and turn away from the life he has always known and loved. And then taking out an old schedule of trains he'll remind her "Hey, you knew what kind of person I was when you met me."
The depth of Leonard Cohen's songs are amazing. And for the most part I don't have any complaint with the interpretations given; with the exception of this part:
"And then leaning on your window sill he'll say one day you caused his will to weaken with your love and warmth and shelter And then taking from his wallet an old schedule of trains, he'll say I told you when I came I was a stranger I told you when I came I was a stranger."
I take this to be when the dealer/player is breaking up with her: leaning on her window sill, blocking her view, her ability to see anything beyond what he is telling her. She caused his will to weaken. Rather than changing him for the better with her love and warmth and shelter, she's caused him to become weak and turn away from the life he has always known and loved. And then taking out an old schedule of trains he'll remind her "Hey, you knew what kind of person I was when you met me."