Leonard Cohen

Darkly touching at the soul for a pulse Painting sordid affairs with shy lovers Simple strung elegance meant to engulf Voyeurs drawn into satiny covers Deep soft chanting, contrasted by crying Expertly picking out exalted chords Selections of angels underlying Electronic organs ring for the Lord Examining forms from bleaker futures Through crystallized visions of long ago Scriptures of flesh sewn with golden suture Observing non-secular rites of woe Endless devotions defining your man Dissolved by prayers of humble Jikan