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The Lyrics of Leonard Cohen
The Lyrics of Leonard Cohen | Leonard Cohen
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Trashcanman
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And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

LapReader Have you watched So long Marianne? 5d
Trashcanman @LapReader No, I‘ve never heard of it. What is it? 5d
LapReader A series about Leonard Cohen. I loved it. 5d
Cathythoughts ❤️ 4d
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Bibliobear
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“And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will“
Remembering Leonard Cohen on his birthday.

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Mistermandolin
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Lyrically adept and musically masterful. Everybody talks about the words but I reckon Bob Dylan nailed it: with Leonard it was always about the melodies. In fact, I‘ll confess: sometimes the lyrics make me cringe. ‘Her nipples rose like bread‘ - I mean, c‘mon....But those tunes: wonderful from beginning to end. Beyond the end, in fact, as this posthumous release makes clear. The words ain‘t bad either.

Clare-Dragonfly Oh dear, that line you quoted… bread takes hours to rise 😆 5y
Suet624 I hadn‘t thought of it, but you and Dylan are absolutely right. That‘s what I‘ve always loved about him too, the melody. 5y
Mistermandolin @Clare-Dragonfly I wondered if that was the point and Leonard was simply being too smart for us. ‘Her nipples rose like bread‘ = it took me an eternity to get her aroused. Kind of self-deprecatingly funny. But then I went back to the whole lyric and it‘s: ‘I touched her sleeping breasts/They opened to me urgently/Like lilies from the dead/ Behind a fine embroidery/Her nipples rose like bread.‘ Whaddaya reckon? Still not doing it for me. 5y
Clare-Dragonfly Well, now it sounds rapey and gross 🤢 5y
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