I finally broke into the prison, I found my place in the chain Even damnation is poisoned with rainbow All the brave young men they're waiting now to
The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas And I lean from my window
Traveling lady, stay awhile Until the night is over I'm just a station on your way I know I'm not your lover Well I lived with a child of snow When I
I came upon a butcher He was slaughtering a lamb I accused him there With his tortured lamb He said, "Listen to me, child I am what I am And you, you
You thought that it could never happen To all the people that you became Your body lost in legend, the beast so very tame But here, right here Between
I believe that you heard your master sing When I was sick in bed I suppose that he told you everything That I keep locked away in my head Your master
I came so far for beauty I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned I thought I'd be rewarded For such a lonely choice And
The rain falls down on last year's man That's a Jew's harp on the table that's a crayon in his hand And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since
embrace Several girls embraced me, then I was embraced by men Is my passion perfect? "No, do it once again" I was handsome, I was strong I knew the words of every song
I believe that you heard your master sing when I was sick in bed. I suppose that he told you everything that I keep locked away in my head. Your master
blue. You know I should forget you I really should, and heaven knows that I tried. But when I told you, when I said that we were through deep in my heart I lied
(Let's sing another song, boys, this one has grown old and bitter.) Ah his fingernails, I see they're broken, his ships they're all on fire. The moneylender
(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") (Frank & Louis) Are you still here? What are you waiting for? Your lives to change? An oracle to speak
(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") (Michael) We were chosen, we were chosen Miles and miles apart I to love your kingdom You to love my heart
It's true that all the men you knew were dealers who said they were through with dealing Every time you gave them shelter I know that kind of man It's
Tower of Song I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get? Hank Williams hasn't answered yet But I hear him coughing all night long A hundred floors above me In the Tower of Song
(Written By Warnes, Cohen, Recorded By Warnes) There was a child named Bernadette I heard the story long ago She saw the Queen of Heaven once And kept
that we've done Tonight, tonight I just can't rest I've got this joy in my breast To Think that I did not forget that child That song of Bernadette