Cohen Leonard The Third Invention Lyrics

The Third Invention Lyrics

(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic")

(Angels) Blindly he
worked
At his third invention
Taking the chances
Of one who is
lost

Feeling his way
To a cleaner expression
Of whatever it
was
He stumbled across

All for the sake
Of a possible woman
He
goaded himself
With a technical hope

For the sake of his
longing
We came to the window
He put on his cloths
And he walked
through the smoke

All for the sake
Of an interested woman
Riding
to him
On a flicker of hope

Some tourist of beauty
In full
disappointment
Ready to fall
In love with a ghost

And here was his
ghost
With his third invention
The usual claim
To the highest
reward

And now it was ready
His third invention
Ready to
fall
In love with the world

And he falls back
And she comes
forward
The eye of his labour
Measures them both

And she lies in
the arms
Of his third invention
And back in his room
He commences the
fourth

This is the work
Of the highest pretension
An
automatic
Ode to the world

O deep in comfort
O full
employment
He's lost to the fourth
He's lost to the third.