limnrix:

Leonard Cohen can still articulate melancholy better than anyone, in this case, the depression within love, love of the depressed, depression as a disease not sexually but romantically transmitted.

I caught the darkness
it was drinking from your cup
I caught the darkness
drinking from your cup
I said “is this contagious?”
You said “just drink it up.”

I got no future
I know my days are few
the present’s not that pleasant
Just a lot of things to do
I thought the past would last me
But the darkness got that too

I should’ve seen it coming
It was right behind your eyes
You were young and it was summer
I just had to take a dive
Winning you was easy
But darkness was the price

I don’t smoke no cigarette
I don’t drink no alcohol
I ain’t had much loving yet
But that’s always been your call
I don’t miss it baby
I got no taste for anything at all

I used to love the rainbow
And I used to love the view
I loved the early morning
I pretended it was new
But I caught the darkness, baby,
and I got it worse than you

 I caught the darkness
It was drinking from your cup
I caught the darkness
Drinking from your cup
I said “is this contagious?”
you said “just drink it up.”