Cohen Leonard The Window Lyrics

The Window Lyrics

Why do you stand by the window
Abandoned to beauty and pride
The thorn of
the night in your bosom
The spear of the age in your side
Lost in the
rages of fragrance
Lost in the rags of remorse
Lost in the waves of a
sickness
That loosens the high silver nerves

Oh chosen love, Oh
frozen love
Oh tangle of matter and ghost
Oh darling of angels, demons
and saints
And the whole broken-hearted host
Gentle this soul

And
come forth from the cloud of anoint
And kiss the cheek of the moon
The
New Jerusalem glowing
Why tarry all night in the ruin
And leave no word
of discomfort
And leave no observer to mourn
But climb on your tears and
be silent
Like a rose on its ladder of thorns

Oh chosen love, Oh
frozen love...

Then lay your rose on the fire
The fire give up to the
sun
The sun give over to splendour
In the arms of the high holy one
For
the holy one dreams of a letter
Dreams of a letter's death
Oh bless thee
continuous stutter
Of the word being made into flesh

Oh chosen love,
Oh frozen love...

Gentle this soul