There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.

I choose to let the cracks let the light in. I choose to let the broken and bruised places in my heart let the light in. I choose to rejoice in the imperfect parts of me, of my son, of my family because by God we will et that light come blazing through.  Through accepting our darkness, we find the light.  Thanks for the reminder Leonard.

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The birds they sang...at the break of day...Start again...I heard them say...Don't dwell on what...has passed away...or what is yet to be. Ah the wars they will...be fought again...The holy dove...She will be caught again...bought and sold...and bought again...the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring...Forget your perfect offering...There is a crack in everything...That's how the light gets in.

We asked for signs...the signs were sent: the birth betrayed...the marriage spent...Yeah the widowhood...of every government--signs for all to see.

I cant run no more...with that lawless crowd...while the killers in high places...say their prayers out loud. But they've summoned, they've summoned up...a thundercloud...and they're going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring...

You can add up the parts...but you won't have the sum...You can strike up the march, there is no drum...Every heart, every heart...to love will come...but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring...Forget your perfect offering...There is a crack, a crack in everything...That's how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring...forget your perfect offering...There is a crack, a crack in everything...That's how the light gets in...That's how the light gets in

That's how the light gets in.

Anthem Leonard Cohen