Minus Wrote:

Punisher Wrote:* The awesome Dan Aykroyd is Canadian

Just a few

Avril Lavigne
Pamela Anderson
Shania Twain
Shannon Tweed
Keanu Reeves
Celine Dion
Alanis Morissette
Bryan Adams
Neil Young
Jim Carrey
Natasha Henstridge
Sarah McLachlan
Leonard Cohen
Frank Marino
Jeff Healey
Greg Moore
Howie Mandel
Joni Mitchell
Tommy Chong

Edge and Christian are too

and Trish Stratus!

Van Hooligan X Wrote:

Minus Wrote:

Punisher Wrote:* The awesome Dan Aykroyd is Canadian

Just a few

Avril Lavigne
Pamela Anderson
Shania Twain
Shannon Tweed
Keanu Reeves
Celine Dion
Alanis Morissette
Bryan Adams
Neil Young
Jim Carrey
Natasha Henstridge
Sarah McLachlan
Leonard Cohen
Frank Marino
Jeff Healey
Greg Moore
Howie Mandel
Joni Mitchell
Tommy Chong

Edge and Christian are too

and Trish Stratus!

Avril Lavigne, Keanu Reeves, and Jim Carrey FTMFW!

Edge, Christian and Trish Stratus. Who the hell are they?...

Just kidding

Just the list of music from Canada would go on forever.

Leonard Norman Cohen, is a Canadian poet, novelist, singer-songwriter, musician, and artist. Cohen published his first book of poetry in Montreal in 1956 and his first novel in 1963.




Avalanche

Well I stepped into an avalanche,
it covered up my soul;
when I am not this hunchback that you see,
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn, learn to serve me well.

You strike my side by accident
as you go down for your gold.
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
is neither starved nor cold;
he does not ask for your company,
not at the centre, the centre of the world.

When I am on a pedestal,
you did not raise me there.
Your laws do not compel me
to kneel grotesque and bare.
I myself am the pedestal
for this ugly hump at which you stare.

You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn what makes me kind;
the crumbs of love that you offer me,
they're the crumbs I've left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound.

I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.
You say you've gone away from me,
but I can feel you when you breathe.

Do not dress in those rags for me,
I know you are not poor;
you don't love me quite so fiercely now
when you know that you are not sure,
it is your turn, beloved,
it is your flesh that I wear.