Cohen's Stairs

Years have passed since I’ve climbed up those warm stairs
And Cohen’s disposition remains clear in my mind
I still look back and I ask my self 'did I cause a difference'?
Or 'is the difference in me and Cohen was fine all along?'
Dinner that night was much more than he could afford
But he would care as if I was his child, his very son
He was a realization, diamonds for my mind
There’s every sort and it’s a privilege to know one so fine
And if I could take myself back to the cold where the winter’s a darker shade
of gray
Where fall is long gone and spring is farther, I would not take Cohen’s stairs
for granted
Here am I, I’m at my home that is so far from home
The upstate was so colorful in every way, in every day
And the cold speaks pain, but it’s a pain that I could not trade
For my sweetest pain has brought me to who I am
And if I could take myself back to the cold where the winter’s a darker shade
of gray
Where fall is long gone and spring is farther, I would not take Cohen’s stairs
for granted
Even when I feel I’ve given up, I have not failed, for I have braved one more
ruthless fight
And I’ve made my change through the warmth of Cohen’s Stairs