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It was a dance of masks and every mask was perfect because every mask was a real face and every face was a
β Leonard Cohen
singer-songwriter, poet, street artist, novelist, writer, musician, pianist, screenwriter, film actor, record producer, singer, lyricist, author, draftsperson
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It was a dance of masks and every mask was perfect because every mask was a real face and every face was a
In dreams the truth is learned that all good works are done in the absence of a caress.
Deprivation is the mother of poetry.
so much of the world is plunged in darkness and chaos...
Who could have foretold
Let judges secretly despair of justice: their verdicts will be more acute. Let generals secretly despair of triumph; killing will be defamed. Let priests secretly despair of faith: their compassion will be true.
I have a deep tribal sense. I grew up in a synagogue that my ancestors built. I sat in the third row. My family was decent. They were good people; they were handshake people. So I never had a sense of rebellion.
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
Show me slowly what I only
To every people the land is given on condition. Perceived or not, there is a Covenant, beyond the constitution, beyond sovereign guarantee, beyond the nation's sweetest dreams of itself.
Bind me to your will, bind me with these threads of sorrow, and gather me out of the afternoon where I have torn my soul on twenty monstrous altars, offering all things but myself.
My reputation as a ladies' man was a joke. It caused me to laugh bitterly through the 10,000 nights I spent alone.
And you kissed me never been your lover
Rust rust rust in the engines of love and time
Although only one man may be receiving the favors of a woman, all men in her presence are warmed. That's the great Generosity of women and the great generosity of the Creator who worked it out is that there are no unilateral agreements on sexuality.
God is alive. Magic is afoot. God is alive. Magic is afoot. God is afoot. Magic is alive. Alive is afoot. Magic never died. God never sickened. Many poor men lied. Many sick men lied. Magic never weakened. Magic never hid. Magic always ruled. God is afoot. God was ruler though his funeral lengthened. Though his mourners thickened Magic never fled...
It was only when you walked away I saw you had the perfect ass. Forgive me for not falling in love with your face or your conversation.
Only in Canada could somebody with a voice like mine win 'Vocalist of the Year'.
And if one is to express the great inevitable defeat that awaits us all, it must be done within the strict confines of dignity and beauty.
first of all nothing will happen
Now, I don't want to give you the impression that I'm a great musicologist, but I'm a lot better than what I was described as for a long, long time; you know, people said I only knew three chords when I knew five.
I feel that, you know, the enormous luck I've had in being able to make a living, and to never have had to have written one word that I didn't want to write, to be able to have satisfied that dictum I set for myself, which was not to work for pay, but to be paid for my work β just to be able to satisfy those standards that I set for myself has been an enormous privilege.
People used to say my music was too difficult or too obscure, and I never set out to be difficult or obscure. I just set out to write what I felt as honestly as I could, and I am delighted when other people feel a part of themselves in the music.
At first first nothing will happen to us
This is the very contrary of dropping out. Most people can't wait to get home to their house or apartment and shut that door and turn on the TV. To me, that's dropping out.
And she shows you where to look While Suzanne holds the mirror.
And Jesus was a sailor He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
It's true that all the men you knew were dealers who is reaching for the sky just to surrender.
Like any dealer he was watching for the card He was just some Joseph looking for a manger.
O you've seen that man before And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
I told you when I came I was a stranger.
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.
Please understand, I never had a secret chart you don't know what he's after.
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. Oh I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so long.
Yes, you who must leave everything that you cannot control, When you're not feeling holy your loneliness says that you've sinned.
When they lay down beside me I made my confession to them. They will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.
When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon. We weren't lovers like that and besides it would still be all right.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
Like a bird on the wire, I have tried in my way to be free.
You who build these altars now by a demon or a god.
When it all comes down to dust I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can. When it all comes down to dust I will help you if I must, I will kill you if I can.
I finally broke into the prison Even damnation is poisoned with rainbows
Now I've heard there was a secret chord The baffled king composing Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain The holy or the broken Hallelujah
I remember when I moved in you Hallelujah.
I did my best, it wasn't much With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah.
The captain called me to his bed and fumbled for my hand If it's not the crucifixion then it's the holocaust."
I know there is an eye that watches all of us. There is a judgment that weighs everything we do. And before this great force, which is greater than any government I stand in awe and I kneel in respect and it is to this great judgment that I dedicate this next song, "Hallelujah".
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.
I'm guided by a signal in the heavens First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.
Ah, you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody knows.
Everybody knows that you love me baby And everybody knows
If you want a lover I'll wear a mask for you.
Here I stand, I'm your man.
My friends are gone and In the Tower Of Song.
You can say that I've grown bitter but of this you can be sure. but I may be wrongβ¦
I've seen the future, brother:it is murder.
Waiting for the miraclesince the end of World War II.
If you're squeezed for information,for the miracle to come.
We're drinking and we're dancingThe place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night.
Ring the bells that still can ring.That's how the light gets in.
I heard of a man
Every heart to love will come But like a refugee.
But Iβm stubborn as those garbage bags Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
I smile when I'm angry, I cheat and I lie. and I'd die for the truth in my secret life.
And here you are hurried, That it's all built upon.
Here is your cross, That lists where it will
May everyone live, And my love, Goodbye.
All busy in the sunlight In formless circumstance.
I'll try to say a little more: Love Itself was gone.
You whisper, "You have loved enough, Now let me be the Lover."
I swept the marble chambers, You forbid delivery.
They're lining up the prisoners I didn't know I had permission to murder and to maim.
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh. It is easy to display a wound, the proud scars of combat. It is hard to show a pimple.
I fought against the bottle but I had to do it drunk
So the great affair is over if you really want to go that far.
And sometimes when the night is slow A Thousand Kisses Deep.
The candles burned And half the perfect world is found.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, we are ugly but we have the music."
