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Offline TIOTIT

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Cohen
« on: October 20, 2007, 01:19:55 PM »
Ballard of the absent mare

Say a prayer for the cowboy
His mare's run away
And he'll walk till he finds her
His darling, his stray
but the river's in flood
and the roads are awash
and the bridges break up
in the panic of loss.

And there's nothing to follow
There's nowhere to go
She's gone like the summer
gone like the snow
And the crickets are breaking
his heart with their song
as the day caves in
and the night is all wrong

Did he dream, was it she
who went galloping past
and bent down the fern
broke open the grass
and printed the mud with
the iron and the gold
that he nailed to her feet
when he was the lord

And although she goes grazing
a minute away
he tracks her all night
he tracks her all day
Oh blind to her presence
except to compare
his injury here
with her punishment there

Then at home on a branch
in the highest tree
a songbird sings out
so suddenly
Ah the sun is warm
and the soft winds ride
on the willow trees
by the river side

Oh the world is sweet
the world is wide
and she's there where
the light and the darkness divide
and the steam's coming off her
she's huge and she's shy
and she steps on the moon
when she paws at the sky

And she comes to his hand
but she's not really tame
She longs to be lost
he longs for the same
and she'll bolt and she'll plunge
through the first open pass
to roll and to feed
in the sweet mountain grass

Or she'll make a break
for the high plateau
where there's nothing above
and there's nothing below
and it's time for the burden
it's time for the whip
Will she walk through the flame
Can he shoot from the hip

So he binds himself
to the galloping mare
and she binds herself
to the rider there
and there is no space
but there's left and right
and there is no time
but there's day and night

And he leans on her neck
and he whispers low
"Whither thou goest
I will go"
And they turn as one
and they head for the plain
No need for the whip
Ah, no need for the rein

Now the clasp of this union
who fastens it tight?
Who snaps it asunder
the very next night
Some say the rider
Some say the mare
Or that love's like the smoke
beyond all repair

But my darling says
"Leonard, just let it go by
That old silhouette
on the great western sky"
So I pick out a tune
and they move right along
and they're gone like the smoke
and they're gone like this song


Cohen

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Re: Cohen
« Reply #1 on: October 20, 2007, 01:34:52 PM »
Quote
Now the clasp of this union
who fastens it tight?
Who snaps it asunder
the very next night
Some say the rider
Some say the mare
Or that love's like the smoke
beyond all repair

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Re: Cohen
« Reply #2 on: October 20, 2007, 02:52:50 PM »

Or she'll make a break
for the high plateau
where there's nothing above
and there's nothing below


some of my most favourite lines

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Re: Cohen
« Reply #3 on: October 20, 2007, 04:33:15 PM »
I love his music! My first lover played the guitar and sang Leonard Cohen song's to me out in the bush.. and he had a car!!   8)
...this was way before Dance me to the end of Love came out...  ;)


One of my fav's "Dance me to the end of love", he is amazing, there is a depth to his voice the younger version hadn't.

Dance me to the End of Love

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We’re both of us beneath our love, we’re both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
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Hallelujiah
« Reply #4 on: April 18, 2009, 05:38:48 AM »
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Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujiah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujiah

Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah

There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujiah

Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujiah

Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujiah

Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah, Hallelujiah
Hallelujiah

Leonard Cohen

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Re: Hallelujiah
« Reply #5 on: April 18, 2009, 06:06:46 AM »
They told me hes bipolar in the counseling center lol
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Re: Hallelujiah
« Reply #6 on: April 18, 2009, 06:52:09 AM »
They told me hes bipolar in the counseling center lol

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